Operation Fireball — Dan J. Marlowe

Five strangers …

Two million bucks …

One lusty redhead …

And no holds barred.

Staying out of trouble might be relaxing for some guys. But too much peace and quite make me very nervous.

Hazel -- the luscious lady who keeps me busy and happy during long winter evenings -- was trying to sell me her retirement plan.

I was tempted.

But then suddenly an old pen pal turned up with a couple of friends and a scheme that started my motors going full blast.

A two million dollar heist. Cash. Already out of the bank and stashed in a nice, respectable museum -- in Cuba.

They needed me to help them get it back to the States. That should have tipped me. A hijacker trying to get back from Cuba?

I shoulda stood in bed. With Hazel.