One, two. Davie, I’m coming for you… I couldn’t protect them. The women he murdered, the ones he nearly destroyed. Trixie. Cricket. Wylde. My wife. But I will make him pay. For every life he has taken, for every minute of pain and fear he has caused my family. I will find him. And I will end him. And no one, not even the two people I’ve pledged my life to, can stop me.

You've been screwed. You've been bludgeoned, skewered, crushed, mutilated by the stock market. Every day you read about another corporate scandal: loans to CEOs that didn't have to be repaid, accounting "irregularities," profits that never existed. You think the stock market must have been rigged. And you're right. You were betrayed by the stock promotion machine -- the mutual fund managers, the brokers, analysts, strategists, and stock gurus who brainwashed you into buying and holding and believing that stocks, like parents, always come through and bail you out in the end. So now what do you do? Where do you put your money? You can't just leave it in the bank or stuff it under the mattress. For fourteen years Jim Cramer ran a hedge fund that compounded money at a rate of 24 percent annually after fees, and then he got out at the end of 2000. He knows that there are ways to make money, smart ways that don't require you to own stocks blindly. There are other investments that won't send you to the poorhouse. This book will tell you what went wrong, who the bad guys were, and what you have to do to restore your financial health. You can't just close your eyes. Ignoring Wall Street isn't the answer. Cash alone isn't the answer. This book has the answers.

From there two routes went west toward the Mississippi River, one to East St. Louis and the other to Alton, Illinois. (Today the Road's path is followed, for the most part, by U.S. 40 and I-70.).

I’m dead. Murdered by the man Iris loved. She did everything she could. Begged for me not to take my final breath, for me to stay. I heard it, the plea she sent up, begging for me to be spared. All because they needed me. The love I had for them wasn’t enough to save me, But I pray it’s enough to save them.

Alaska Heins has no problem telling me exactly how messed up my priorities are. Calling me out is a death sentence to most, but I prefer to punish her when she’s on her knees before me. Begging for everything I’m unwilling to give her. It was a win for me, until a rival decided to try to encroach on what’s mine.

As an FBI liaison, I was supposed to help the team at Master’s Inc solve a murder. But I couldn’t take my eyes off the curvy, sassy and confident computer tech. I was breaking protocol just to spend a few moments alone with her, but her need to be dominated combined with her friend’s distrust has me hesitating. I want to move past my reservations about the lifestyle and build a future with her, but doing so will require sacrifices I am not sure I can make.

Most people would call the cops if they found someone trying to rob them blind in the middle of the night. But since half the police force is made up of my nosy older brothers, I took matters into my own hands. Then the little thief called me Daddy, and I was hooked. And when my brothers’ investigation clashes with Wylde’s traumatic past, I’m determined to protect her. Even if it means turning my back on my own family.

I should walk away from Montana Soltin content with the knowledge that I saved her from the Theophilus Killer. However, when I discover she’s found solace at the bottom of a bottle, I make her an offer she can’t refuse. A distraction from her addiction. As her sobriety buddy, I’m more than happy to use my dominance to entice her submissive nature, but I soon find myself looking at the possibility of a life I never thought I would have the privilege of knowing. When Master’s Inc. finds information that suggests the Theophilus Killer wasn’t the head of the monster, I can’t help but wonder how safe she really is. I saved her once, so why do I feel such a strong need to do it again?

Life is a series of choices, and I always seem to make the wrong ones. When my overbearing, overprotective brothers kept me from becoming a cop, I became a private investigator instead. And when fate thrust two hot, dominant men into my life, I knew exactly who I wanted. But my choices have caught up to me, and I’m fighting for my life against a madman. The choices I make now won’t just determine my career path or who I allow in my bed. Now my choices are life… or death.