Will the truth ever be exposed?
Some people have God, but not Tob. He has the Hells Angels.
He lives by rules laid down in California during 1949, anachronistic rules with severe penalties.
His mind is in turmoil, his eyes focused on a view from the window of his home. What is so terrible? Can he cover his tracks? He is supremely confident. He plans, repeats, it cannot go wrong.
But... there is this one, local detective. A detective with a bee in his bonnet. He has a gut-feeling that he cannot shake off. DC Geoff Deeley doesn't like coincidence, so when three young men go missing and the common denominator is Tob Hobson, he takes a serious interest in Tob's activities. He spends six years in ruthless pursuit, encountering lies and false trails. He may passionately believe that the three men are dead, murdered. But is he right? No one else seems convinced.
Will anyone ever listen to him? Can he find out the truth?
Gripping twists and turns, heartbreak, violence and then, the ultimate final betrayal.
But where are the bodies? No body, no murder. Or is there?
