Levon Cade left his profession behind to work construction. He just wants to live an anonymous life and be a good dad to his daughter. But when a local girl vanishes, he’s asked to return to the skills that made him a mythic figure in the shadowy world of counterterrorism. Levon’s hunt for the missing college student takes him to the heart of a vicious criminal conspiracy, and his actions create a chain reaction that threatens all he holds dear. It’s time for him to return to his trade. And Levon’s trade is death.

Everything comes at a cost.... Author Brent Towns keeps the action coming thick and fast, let’s you up for a breath and then drags you back in for more. After he is betrayed and shoots the two most powerful men in the Irish Mob, John “Reaper” Kane is forced into hiding. He thinks Retribution, Arizona, is the perfect hiding place, but he is wrong. Underneath the old, crusty surface of the dying town, hides the Montoya Cartel, for they use it as a funnel to ship their drugs across the border.

In the savage world of hired guns, Malakai is a legend, a god, a trigger-puller without peer. His childhood innocence twisted by an abusive father, blood and bullets have become his religion. He sells his lethal skills to the Company, the quintessential lone wolf assassin. When Malakai is contracted to stop a powerful Japanese crime syndicate from blackmailing the chairperson of the Senate Intelligence Committee, he discovers someone is playing Judas and he needs to figure out who it is before he gets burned.

When John "Reaper" Kane is forced to gun down a 14-year-old boy in self-defense, the combat-weary warrior becomes disillusioned with the endless cycle of blood and violence his life has become. He goes off-grid in the remote mountain town of Vesper Lake for a week of soul-searching, but when he steps in to help a young woman from being molested, his two-fisted interference finds him running afoul of the local sheriff.

Ex-Special Forces operator Tom Keeler is a rambling man. He’s just passing through the town of Alencourt, France, and in less than an hour, someone tries to kill him. Nice place, nice try. But it’s a case of mistaken identity, and they picked the wrong guy. The French police can’t be trusted, except for the beautiful Cecile Nazari. She finds out fast that keeping up with Keeler is a dangerous occupation. Because someone’s preying on the weak and unprotected. Someone murderous. But they never counted on coming up against a guy like Keeler.