Once you start killing, it never seems to stop. He's a private eye, a former LA homicide cop. She's a Palo Alto CPA, investigating aerospace fraud. When they meet, it's a sizzling train wreck that bonds them as lovers and allies forever. I hesitate to guess how many people Chris Cable killed as a Marine Corps combat vet and Special Forces officer. I pick up the story when Chris is working as an L.A. private eye. The novel begins in a jail cell because Chris killed someone again, not the first man he shot as a tough 21st century Hollywood gunslinger. He has an intimate, clipped manner of speech and thought, telegraphs his sexual competence and resolute ferocity. I leave it to your imagination what sort of chick falls for Chris Cable and the price that Peachy pays for ecstasy wrapped with danger and daring, a modern adult romance. There's a marvelous passage of perfection in adulthood -- age 38 -- experienced, confident, ruthless, valiant.