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Paydirt: Jake Lydon Mystery Series (Book 6)
Jake Lydon is back in Florida and knee-deep in renovations to his winter hovel until a quirky stranger on a beach reveals an outlandish conspiracy theory. A theory that threatens both Alexandra, the love of his life, and the time he spends drinking beer, the second love of his life. His DIY disasters will have to wait as Jake is, once again, embroiled in a complex and deadly mystery as he tries to tie together the strands of different worlds that-like most things-he doesn't have a friggin' clue about. But somehow, a giant hedge fund run by a shady billionaire, a tiny mining company searching for critical earth elements, a global shipping business, a ruthless mercenary group, and one (or more) corrupt cops are linked.
Toss in a suspicious hit and run, a late-night kidnapping, a vicious home invasion, a bullet through Jake's window, oh, and a dead pickleballer, and he's picking at a big ball of knots like a long string of old Christmas lights. Then the bodies pile up. And Jake and Alexandra find themselves on the verge of joining them.
Throughout this sixth Jake Lydon misadventure, he is his usual blunt, clumsy, cranky, and irreverently foul-mouthed self-all the qualities that have made him beloved by a very, very few. And he just doesn't care.
