The Baron ran a gambling island off the Texas coast in the Gulf’s blue waters. To Parker, it was just a floating crap game with class. To the Big Boys, it was competition they couldn’t stomach. They wanted a specialist to rob the Baron blind, pluck him like a chicken, and burn this paradise island into the sea. That’s why they sent for Parker. His price was 200 grand in cash and Crystal—a beautiful little blonde. So the pot was sweet, but the heist soon had so many twists it smelled like a brand-new lemon—and Parker knew the line between success and failure on this score would be exactly the length of the barrel of a .38.
