An FBI agent nabs an armed-and-dangerous drug dealer single-handedly. His reward: an angry reprimand for neglecting to call in for backup.
Welcome to today's FBI, where crime fighting takes a backseat to brown-nosing and backbiting -unless you happen to be Special Agent Mike Devlin. A streetwise veteran of Detroit's downtown war zone, Devlin plays to win - and he plays by his own rules. Which is why he's now assigned to the Bureau's version of Siberia, midnight wiretap duty.
But you can't keep a good man down for long, and when Devlin gets wind of a Mafia mole inside the FBI, he springs into action. Recruiting a squad of fellow FBI renegades, he sets out to stop the leak while staying one step ahead of the suits back at the office.
Here is a novel that only an FBI agent could have written: an authentic tour through Detroit's criminal underworld, and a stinging swipe at the Bureau's bureaucratic follies.
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