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Stampede Canyon held all the natural beauty of the West—and all of it's dangers. Sheer cliffs studded with silver rose straight to the sky on three sides—and the fourth was pitted with traps.

Following the death of his estranged brother Tim, Riley Greenham is forced to return to his hometown of Madden. Riley learns that Tim died as a result of a severe heart condition.

Technically brilliant and thoroughly wanton Gillian Smith has found her vocation: designing innovative erotic devices for the Toymakers Guild. Lust is a lubricant to creativity at Randerley Hall.

In a historic mansion outside of Piney Falls, dark rumors have swirled for over a century. Strange occupants, mysterious disappearances and unexplained deaths have frightened the locals away from Naybor Manor.

Wisecracking Jane Teach had pirate blood, a take-charge attitude, and a penchant for sticking her nose in the wrong places. Sober-minded Bill Popple was from one of Long Island's first families, a conservative-minded young man who walked the straight and narrow. When they met it was loathing at first sight, definitely not a match made in heaven. But with six people trying to kill them over a dead bootlegger's lost fortune and a pirate's treasure secretly buried 300 years ago, they both needed each other.

The wheels on the Syndicate's deadliest racket–taking over unions to leverage the old protection racket on whole industries–have begun to steam-roll over the shipping business in the quiet California town of Pacific Port. They send an S.O.S. for the one-man army–P.I. and ex-spy Morocco Jones.

Archibald Cloyd was an ubergeek and as pedantic as it is possible to be. Hollywood hired him at thousands of dollars a week as the technical director on a movie about Napoleon. Wilson Page, Archibald's secretary, figured he didn't deserve anything better than being nursemaid to a strutting egomaniac.

Morocco Jones figured this assignment would be a breeze. After all, sending a guy who specialized in busting up crime syndicates and international spy rings to Los Angeles to track down some two-bit blackmailer seemed like using a cannon to kill a mosquito. To Morocco, it seemed like a good excuse for a nice little Hollywood vacation—catch a bit of sun, bed a few starlets, and relax poolside with a large snifter of brandy.