From the back cover:
Welcome to California, Mr. Broskey. Now leave.
Lt. Kevin Broskey has cracked a mass-murder case and brought down a porn king, but now he's persona non grata in the Bay City Police Department. The reason: Broskey's got a thing about guys who kill cops, even if the guy happens to be on the mayor's payroll. Then one killing leads to another, and a health spa with some nasty habits is connected to a blackmail scheme that's already netted some Hollywood high fliers. As usual, Broskey's as welcome as a wasp nest. The brass wants him gone, his partner is probably on the take, and his neighbors insist that he cut his lawn. The trouble with Kevin Broskey is that he's from New York and he never can take a hint....
Welcome to California, Mr. Broskey. Now leave.
Lt. Kevin Broskey has cracked a mass-murder case and brought down a porn king, but now he's persona non grata in the Bay City Police Department. The reason: Broskey's got a thing about guys who kill cops, even if the guy happens to be on the mayor's payroll. Then one killing leads to another, and a health spa with some nasty habits is connected to a blackmail scheme that's already netted some Hollywood high fliers. As usual, Broskey's as welcome as a wasp nest. The brass wants him gone, his partner is probably on the take, and his neighbors insist that he cut his lawn. The trouble with Kevin Broskey is that he's from New York and he never can take a hint....
