Ash McKenna used to be an amateur P.I. – focus on ‘amateur’. Despite good intentions, he produced a mess of his existence in New York, so tried to create a brand-new one in Portland. But after a traumatic turn of events, he ends up on the commune in the Georgia woods, binge-drinking inexpensive whiskey and looking forward to his passport to flee the country and nightmares that have followed him.

A man is available dead. Known just as ‘Crusty Pete’, the commune dweller is definitely sprawled in the dirt, having fallen from a higher about South Community rope bridge. It’s written off as an accident, but Ash suspects something even more sinister. As he looks into Pete’s loss of life, Ash is surprised to get the supposedly tranquil community houses a rogue faction preparing to commit an unspeakable take action of violence.

Ash must bother making a choice: run, or place his skills to use and try to stop them. But he doesn’t know who to trust, or where in fact the faction is planning to strike. As he struggles to put an end towards the assault, while keeping his personal demons at bay, Ash finds that it’s just a matter of your time before one or the other places him down once and for all.

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