“The Gypsy stood suddenly, fired a shot, spun quickly, then fired again. Standing, and straddling my broken body, she looked like an ethereal giant; a beautiful Amazon, impossibly tall and equally invincible. Improbably she smiled down at me. “Two down, and one to go.”
A mass shooting, an FBI coverup, and a madman with his own militia and a political hitlist. The only person Cain can trust is the enigmatic woman called the Gypsy, but she has a hit list of her own.
