AN OLD-FASHIONED CRIME…
It started out that way. An armored car knocked over, a quarter of a million snatched, and Bryce Patch told to recover the loot, no questions asked.
But then the action swung from mobsville to hippyland. And patch was up to his neck -- and other sensitive parts of his anatomy -- in a world of art and drugs, and the all-embracing, ever loving sexual revolution. It might have been kicks, a bloody heist turning into a crazy high -- but corpses kept piling up even higher… So patch shifted gears and moved into old-fashioned action.
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