“I had this dream, Bulby. This fire ripping my chest apart. To rise above the mud. To snatch those distant stars. To take the hand fate dealt me and throw it back into its stupid face.” — The viscount
Add to the mix an (un)healthy dose of Athenian wheeling, dealing and backstabbing, and the stage is set for a diabolical game of chess-not-checkers.
Gather round, Brutus Babies! The time has come to wrap up the first Brutus Nation trilogy. It's gonna be a scorcher.
“I saw an opening. A chance to go legit and make more money than we ever thought possible. All thanks to the unique brew that is Bronson-North. I saw this plump, juicy, succulent swine just begging to be slaughtered.” — Don Esteban
Witness their epic journey as they chase their schemes and dreams the only way they know how: with a combat shotgun in one hand and a highly caffeinated energy drink in the other.
Pandora's box has been reopened. They are coming for us all. Brutus Nation 2 . . . time to reload.
“The numero uno fear of any boss is to be betrayed by someone from his own ranks. Pulling a Brutus, we call it. The other bosses can’t let a Brutus slide, even if they happen to want the rival outta the way. You understand?” — Mr. Estez
Put it all together, and you have one of the most explosive debut novels of this century. Or any century.
Get ready for mayhem. Prepare for pandemonium. Brace yourself . . . for Brutus Nation.
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