With a title like this, you'd think the book would be a cross between Elmore Leonard and James Lee Burke. In a way, it is, but watered down. Bill Schiller, after a lifetime in the clandestine world of the CIA, is running a rogue operation out of Panama but needs a lot of money to get it up and running. Johnny McLendon is an overprivilged, ADD rich boy who can't drive a car. His butler/chauffeur, Gordon, is a minor psychopath with pretensions to worse. Ray Justus, porn shop owner and gangster, is in love with his sidekick's girlfriend, Ginger, who is secretly in love with Ray. The sidekick is so strung out he doesn't know which day of the week it is. The double-crosses pile up, the wacky moments pile up, and - amazingly - it all works out in the end. Mostly. But the one paragraph chapters drive me nuts. A 3.