An FBI agent nabs an armed-and-dangerous drug dealer single-handedly. His reward: an angry reprimand for neglecting to call in for backup. Welcome to today's FBI, where crime fighting takes a backseat to brown-nosing and backbiting -unless you happen to be Special Agent Mike Devlin. A streetwise veteran of Detroit's downtown war zone, Devlin plays to win - and he plays by his own rules. Which is why he's now assigned to the Bureau's version of Siberia, midnight wiretap duty. But you can't keep a good man down for long, and when Devlin gets wind of a Mafia mole inside the FBI, he springs into action. Recruiting a squad of fellow FBI renegades, he sets out to stop the leak while staying one step ahead of the suits back at the office. Here is a novel that only an FBI agent could have written: an authentic tour through Detroit's criminal underworld, and a stinging swipe at the Bureau's bureaucratic follies.
One after another, aged Nazis are being murdered in Europe, South America, and the United States. Enter FBI Special Agent Taz Fallon, who soon discovers the killings aren't the work of a vigilante bent on revenge for the Holocaust. Instead, they turn out to be part of an elaborate plot to put a new generation of Nazis into power. And the key to the entire scheme is a huge cache of paintings looted by Hitler from Jewish families during the Second World War. In The Führer's Reserve, Paul Lindsay weaves a tale of high stakes art smuggling, vicious homicides, and brilliant investigative prowess. Are Hitler's stolen masterpieces really hidden somewhere in Illinois? Could a secret Nazi sympathizer, known only as der Kurator, actually sell these works of art to finance a new Fascist movement? Can agent Taz Fallon, working with a beautiful young art historian, risk destroying Rembrandts, Titians, Vermeers, and countless other treasures to stop a Nazi coup? With a storyline as authentic as today's headlines, Lindsay a former, highly decorated FBI agent himself provides page-turning thrills and captivating insights into the way real world sleuths solve unimaginable crimes. It's no wonder that USA Today has written of Paul Lindsay, "Step aside, John Grisham!"
Justice has become a distant ideal for disenchanted FBI agent Jack Kincade. Once a bright light in the Bureau, he lives in a seedy motel room with his loyal border collie, his off-duty hours dominated by alcohol-fueled hazes and an unusual sidelight: robbing banks. Then he gets a call about a cold case: A three-year-old unsolved kidnapping becomes hot again when the victim's father places an eight-hundred-pound explosive under Chicago's Cook County jail and threatens detonation if his daughter isn't found. For Jack, disarming a bomb is only the start of an increasingly complex investigation that teams him up with Ben Alton, an agent just back from sick leave with one leg amputated and a lot to prove. Together, they must face off against a fiendish killer whose chilling agenda is about to become terrifyingly clear.
