I Don’t Kill for Money
It's a novel about a man who was born and raised in Vegas. After high school he does three years in the Marine Corps, two years trying to become a movie star, and two years with the police department. Failing at these endeavors he opens his own Detective agency. He doesn't do well. After seven years being a ( rent-a-cop) and extra security at the casinos, he gets a chance to do a job for a casino owner. The book is not a "who done it," or a mystery novel, its one year in the life of an out of control bastard. He does some things he hates himself for, and some things he's proud of. He falls in love, makes a lot of money, and fights with his feelings every day. The reader will love him or hate him, but he's never boring or uninteresting.
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