Ideas can be powerful...and dangerous...When the CIA sends a financial analyst named Tyler Blake to go undercover at the Anarchapulco conference in Mexico, the idea is to have eyes and ears on anarchist plots. Somehow things don't go as planned. Despite good intentions, the ideas of freedom he's exposed to might just be too contagious to resist.

This is a story of high-tech vigilante justice. It was inspired by a steamy tropical atmosphere, cold drinks, and lithe, sweaty bodies. It's the story of how the temptation to deliver justice overcame common sense and perhaps whatever common decency I once had. But then, betrayal for a worthy cause can taste mighty sweet.

This is a story of high-tech vigilante justice. It was inspired by a steamy tropical atmosphere, cold drinks, and lithe, sweaty bodies. It's the story of how the temptation to deliver justice overcame common sense and perhaps whatever common decency I once had. But then, betrayal for a worthy cause can taste mighty sweet.

When the CIA sends a financial analyst named Tyler Blake to go undercover at the Anarchapulco conference in Mexico, the idea is to have eyes and ears on anarchist plots. Somehow things don't go as planned. Despite good intentions, the ideas of freedom he's exposed to might just be too contagious to resist.

Ideas can be powerful...and dangerous...When the CIA sends a financial analyst named Tyler Blake to go undercover at the Anarchapulco conference in Mexico, the idea is to have eyes and ears on anarchist plots. Somehow things don’t go as planned. Despite good intentions, the ideas of freedom he’s exposed to might just be too contagious to resist.~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~"You want me to go undercover?" Tyler Blake looked at Ralph, his boss. He realized he was blinking stupi...

This is modern fiction, a story of high-tech vigilante justice. It was inspired by a steamy tropical atmosphere, cold drinks, and lithe, sweaty bodies. It’s the story of how, ultimately, the temptation to deliver justice and satisfy my own desires (to possess both the tangible and intangible) overcame common sense and perhaps whatever common decency I once had.But then, betrayal for a worthy cause can taste mighty sweet. Even if it’s never quite clear, at the end, who seduced whom,...