Prince of the Border

by Rock Neelly

It’s the height of the Great Recession, and Roddy and Grace, partners in The Purple Heart Detective Agency, have fallen upon hard times. Reduced to repo work and shilling for the Military Industrial Complex, they are barely scraping by. But then a new case arrives, and suddenly all hell breaks loose! In a single week, the two wounded warriors are forced to battle the Mexican drug cartel, remnants of the Iraqi resistance, a Los Angeles street gang, and the Russian sex trade mob. With new friends and old enemies, Roddy and Grace bang heads and empty clips as they pursue answers—answers that may destroy the lives of those they have sworn to protect. The two detectives, surrounded by the band of brothers who helped them survive the Iraq War, will be forced the make deals with the very devils they seek to line up in the crosshairs. And while the road to hell is paved with good intentions, the body count continues to rise. The Prince of the Border begins with rush of adrenaline and stokes the flames until the final scene. Don’t miss this edgy noir classic!

304 pages, Paperback

Published April 9, 2016

About the author

Tell us a little about yourself and your background?
I was born and raised in Kansas, the grandson of two ranchers. My parents were both from the first generation of their families to attend college and they both became teachers.
My mother is a painter and an artist, but also taught language arts and literature and although my father is a great reader, it from dear ole Mom that I developed my love of literature. She got me to read early and often and I read everything – crazy stuff, Alexandre Dumas novels that our library didn’t even have, not The Three Musketeers or The Man in the Iron Mask, although I read those, of course, but the two sequels to Musketeers, and much more obscure stuff, The Son of the Phantom by Lee Falk, Jules Verne, Ray Bradbury, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, and westerns by Louis L’Amour. But I wasn’t a total nerd. I lettered in basketball and golf in high school. Not college level material, although my father still holds the scoring record in Kansas for 1A basketball in the state finals, 49 points, I think. He could play, and was a college and professional official back in the day.
I have a great brother and sister, both back in Kansas, and a wonderful extended family. My wife Vicki is the glue of the household, and my step-children and grandchildren keep us all busy.