Sam Prichard was a cop, and a good one, until bullets took out the joint of his right hip. Now he's trying to learn to live without being a cop, getting to know his neighbors, learning to walk again and even ride a motorcycle. Life is bearable, barely, but then he gets asked to find a missing child, and the lure of getting back into some kind of police work is too much for him to resist. When he teams up with computer whiz Indiana Perkins, he suddenly becomes one of the best investigators he's ever even known.
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Meet retired cop, Sam Prichard. Sam opens his practice as a private investigator, and gets his first real case almost instantly: Find Barry Wallace, a local rock singer who was on the verge of making it big, and vanished suddenly! When Barry's body turns up minus his head and hands, the case becomes ominous, and now he has to find a killer, instead! The evidence comes together, and leads to the discovery of the missing body parts on the estate of a well-known talent agent.
Meet retired cop, Sam Prichard. Sam and Indie are finally married, and off to enjoy their honeymoon in beautiful Hawaii, but sometimes fate has a cruel streak! When Sam notices something odd as they're departing Denver, and then finds out that terrorists have planted small nuclear bombs in 12 US cities including Honolulu, he's on the case, honeymoon or not! With Indie's computer hacking skills to help him, he finds the nuke and captures the terrorist who planted it, but he's not done yet.
Sam Prichard has recovered from his last mission to save the world, and is back to being a normal private eye. Suddenly, he's got three seemingly unrelated cases, but the clues keep leading him to the same places and people. He's decided there's something fishy going on, but then he wakes up and finds that one of his clients is dead, and he is the only possible suspect.
"Mr. Prichard," the note said, "the people you see in the photos will be killed within the next 48 hours, unless you stop me. I have been following your exploits closely, and I think that you are the one I need to make sure I stop doing this. I've been trying for more than 15 years to kick this habit, but I can't. Normally, I don't strike so many times so close together, but in order to get you interested, I'm going to up the odds. I need you to do only two things: discover who each of my victims is, and then do all you can to stop me before I can kill each one.