There's a different schemer or slimeball behind every
door: cocaine duckpins who have survived only by the
dumbest fortune, hard-luck gigolos desperate to score,
undercover cops busting undercover cops who are running
sting operations on undercover cops. And just down the
row, local historian and spree killer Serge A. Storms --
who has stopped keeping up with his meds -- is still
looking for a briefcase stuffed with five million
dollars...and is now capable of wreaking more havoc than
hurricane Rolando-berto, the big wind gathering force
offshore, just waiting for the opportunity to blow
everything straight to hell.
Pack up your bags and head south to sunny Florida. Leave
your rational mind at home and come well armed. There's a
room with your number on it at the Hammerhead Ranch
Motel.