THE FIRECRACKER KING

THE FIRECRACKER KING

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THE SUMMER OF '65 WAS HOT...AND DEADLY. "I LOVED IT! Richly atmospheric and haunting, this coming of age tale, set against a 1965 backdrop, investigates the murder of a beautiful teenage girl. A blazingly great new novel." - Caroline Leavitt - New York Times #1 bestselling author. "A WICKED, MARVELOUS BOOK." - David Corbett, award-winning author of THE DEVIL'S REDHEAD, and DONE FOR A DIME "Witty and gritty and paced like a rocket, Matt Bayan's The Firecracker King is an utter gas to read. A kicker of a plot, wily characters deftly portrayed, a sneakily straightforward style that betrays a subtle, insightful mind-I was smiling with every turn of the page, when I wasn't laughing out loud. Please excuse the all-too-obvious pun, but this book is an absolute blast." ----- A.C. Crispin - New York Times bestselling author. (The STARBRIDGE Series, Star Wars - THE HAN SOLO TRILOGY; Pirates of the Caribbean - THE PRICE OF FREEDOM) "Bayan's description of the firecracker slugfest out on the lake had me howling with laughter. Not many authors can say they've achieved that. The only thing I can compare the writing to (and it holds up very favorably) is Stephen King's THE BODY - the story that inspired the film STAND BY ME." ----------------------------------------------------------------- Set in 1965, The Firecracker King depicts a quiet lakeside neighborhood that is shocked by the brutal murder of a beautiful teenage girl. Jake's idealism is battered by hatred and betrayal as he tries to survive in a dangerous adult world. Part mystery, part coming-of-age story, part thriller, THE FIRECRACKER KING builds its pace to a breakneck ending, yet along the way contains a full measure of humor and insight.
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