The Unexpected Bodyguard

A young privileged coed is cast into the dark ocean of drug lords and their thirst for vengence. Her only life preserver an old Army veteran.

"...My mood darkened. Was this all, I wondered? No more adventure? No more excitement?"

"...No one else came out of the store. No car passed on the highway. No siren raised its alarm in the distance. The silence of the night was undisturbed except for a struggling, desperate girl, four grunting men, and me--watching."

"...In these last few days I've killed four men, been paid two and a half million dollars for watching a beautiful girl, gone to Las Vegas and gotten married, and moved from a thousand a month condo into a four thousand a day hotel suite. What in hell are six more months going to bring?"

"...Eve lowered the tip of her knife, and the dead man slid off its blade. She looked at her victim with grim satisfaction, like a gladiator standing over a defeated opponent--short sword dripping blood."

"...Monsieur Stecher makes blood run in our Paris streets, but why--and how does a man sitting unarmed having coffee kill so many?"