There’s a pain inside him and it’s a killer. A dark, fanged tornado that left a vacuum in the place his heart should be. A place he tries to fill with Blues, Sex, Espresso… and a Cafe Racer drive to rescue lost things. Is it super powers, magic or just luck that makes him almost unbeatable in a fight and hit eventing he aims at? Only his therapist-shaman knows… but is HE real or imaginary?
“Literature has a new Great Latin Lover… and he’s a Dick.” – Espresso Detective
