In Tim Dorsey's second book, the sequel to Florida Roadkill, we are reunited with Serge A. Storms, spree killer and Floridaphile, as he continues his search for the suitcase containing $5 million in laundered drug-money.
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Early in the novel, Serge finally gets his hands on the elusive, silver case but loses it to car thieves, who, in turn, are robbed by a con man, and so on, until the case falls into the hands of drug-lord Zargozsa, alias Harry Fiddlebottom, the owner of the Hammerhead Ranch Motel, a sleazy eyesore used as ground-zero by countless small-time criminals.
As Serge kills his way along the route taken by the case, he joins forces with Lenny Lippowicz, a former tabloid story-fabricator and Don Johnson impersonator now selling counterfeit moon-rocks out of Room 1 of Hammerhead Ranch.
Along for the ride is the usual assortment of oddball characters, including Paul the Passive-Agressive PI, a Hemingway look-alike named Jethro, Johnny Vegas the Accidental Virgin, a bigoted DJ known as Boris the Hateful Piece of Sh**, and many more.
The plot reaches its cataclysmic climax as the protaganists gather in the bunker-like bar of the Hammerhead Ranch to wait out a hurricane and wage war for the loot.
The review of this Book prepared by James Craver
