Aviator. Motorcycle rider. Vagabond. Drifter. Trouble-maker. Jack of all trades and master of none. I've been riding and writing about the places I've been and the people I've seen for a few years now. Some of my writing is factual; some of it isn't. I'll leave it up to you to decide for yourself which lies are the truth.
No Way Out. Frank Ross Biker Tales, #1
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- ISBN978-1-928161-24-0
- EAN9781928161240
- Date de parution28/12/2015
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- ÉditeurP X Duke
Résumé
Frank's ride breaks down and he ends up stranded in a small, desolate town by the Salton Sea. After a chance meet-up in a motel parking lot, a woman takes pity on Frank and invites him into her home for a dose of welcome home cooking that turns into old-fashioned loving. When his hostess points a loaded gun at his back and cocks the hammer, Frank knows he's in the wrong place at the wrong time. He double-times it out of town with a reformed pole dancer named Tammi riding bitch on the back of his motorcycle. Frank Ross doesn't know it, but Tammi will turn out to be more bad karma.
He's on the run with a woman intent on keeping her own secrets. Someone tosses a Molotov cocktail Frank's way on an L. A. freeway, forcing Frank to abandon his road trip with a hard right freeway exit. He holes up in a peeler bar hoping for the best, but knowing Frank, it won't be for long.
He's on the run with a woman intent on keeping her own secrets. Someone tosses a Molotov cocktail Frank's way on an L. A. freeway, forcing Frank to abandon his road trip with a hard right freeway exit. He holes up in a peeler bar hoping for the best, but knowing Frank, it won't be for long.























