Jacob White works in corporate America, and it’s killing him. He wants to be an author, to write about heroes and epic adventures, but there’s just one problem: he can’t get anything published.
So he's going to change that.
He's crafted a plan that’s sure to get his next book noticed by everyone everywhere.
If you want something that's a mix of Carl Hiaasen, Tim Dorsey, and Chuck Palahniuk, then this is it. Just no guarantee what bits of those three are present here.
Jacob White (our main character, our wannabe author, our selfish idiot) crafts a twisted plan to get himself a book deal. He's going to go after a drug dealer. He’ll gather some evidence, set him up, and get him arrested. #Hero. He’ll be in the news and make a grand show of it all. #BookDeal. But what starts out as a simple plan to rat on the guy quickly escalates into a terrible mess. When Jacob finds himself lying blindfolded atop a blood-stained mattress with the cartel standing over him, he realizes he may have made a very big mistake.
The man should've died several times in the first book, and here in book number two... well, no spoilers, but it gets messy. Jacob just wants to write the next great bestseller about his cartel misadventure, but he keeps getting interrupted by people trying to kill him. Like the hitman from Chicago with a deer phobia. And the private security detail who keeps blowing his savings on risky investments he sees on wallstreetbets. When will they stop? Is this his life now? There's got to be a way out of this, right?
Jacob’s life has quieted. After faking his death, he’s managed to escape the cartel and slip back into his humdrum life. But when a mysterious man arrives with a warning (the cartel still wants its revenge) and an offer (let me help you), a plan is put into motion that throws his world into chaos once again.