Richard Paladin Series #2!

When terrorists threaten the U.S. power grid, it's time to send in Richard Paladin, America's top Environmental Protection Agent.  At least, that's how Paladin's new boss, Frank, describes the assignment.  But when Paladin starts digging through the personnel files at a Pennsylvania coal-fired power plant, he finds a lot more than the EPA bargained for—like a partner who's not playing straight with him, a security guard who appears more spook than goon, a stripper who's a little too interested in him, and an old flame he knows is a professional agent.  And even though someone really is leaking security information about the plant, his fellow government thugs are more concerned with something else, something that smells a whole lot like corruption on a congressional scale.  But Paladin's in Pennsylvania to do a job, and despite the distractions of temptresses and thugs, he damned sure plans to find the leak—and plug it.

Bad Dog!

Thanks to our friend Lisa for this picture of Falco's best buddy, Ace.  Paladin would approve.

 Say hello to Puck, the newest addition to our family.  We're fostering him for National English Shepherd Rescue.  He's quite the charmer.  Best of all, he and Falco seem to be getting along just fine!

Happy Birthday, Tracy Leach of NovelScribe!

Hey, buy David Janke's short story for 99 cents at 

http://www.amazon.com/Rule-of-Nines-ebook/dp/B00821GU5I

One thing we can all appreciate is a good roll in the . . . sand!

This is, of course, exactly the snooty kind of brew that Paladin detests.  As for me, I love hoppy craft brews.  Dark ones go well with dark books.


Falco doesn't drink beer, of course.  He tells me constantly that beer is the devil.  At least, I think that's what "yearf!" means.