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They’ve made a fresh start at the Pizzofalcone precinct of Naples. They fired every member of the investigative branch after they were found guilty of corruption. Now, there’s a group of detectives, a new commissario, and a new superintendent. The new cops immediately find themselves investigating a high-profile murder that has the whole town on edge.

A kidnapped child and the burglary of a high-class apartment: Two crimes that seem to have no connection at all until Inspector Lojacono, known as “The Chinaman”, starts to investigate.

A heinous double murder in a squalid apartment on the wrong side of town pits Inspector Lojacono, Di Nardo and the rest of the motley collection of cops known as the “bastards” of the Pizzofalcone precinct against their superiors, the press, and the local political hierarchy. Only by bringing the killer to justice can they save their reputations and the department.

Tayshawn Torres is a child born in the slums and cursed by the sins of his parents. His mother is a notorious drug addict and whore who's more concerned with getting her next high than she is with Tayshawn's well-being. His stepfather hates him so much, he literally treats him like an animal, forcing him to sleep in a cage and scavenge for scraps of food wherever he can find them.

His life was mayhem, but Brandon Jean planned on changing that. When he found out that the Ghosts had his FBI partner, he knew what he had to do. He'd need his club's help and the Royal Bastards would never let him down, and neither would his Prez—Savage. Getting Maven back was easy but keeping her safe was another story. He just needed to keep his dick in check, and he'd be able to keep his head in the game.

They call me Golden Boy. And I went to prison for a crime I didn’t commit. Out now, I’m a million plus richer for the screw up, with a sweet tattoo joint and my club, The Reckless Bastards watching my back. But when Teddy calls and tells me she wants ink to cover up her pain, my whole world is turned upside down. She’s trouble with a capital T. And way too close to home. She’s too good, especially for a dog like me. Then I find out she has a stalker. I’ll f--k up anyone who tries to harm her.

I screwed my best friend’s little sister. When I promised I’d take care of her, this wasn’t what I had in mind. Especially after a bad turn in Afghanistan put him six feet under. I’ve done the unthinkable, and I don’t know what’s worse. That I didn’t know or that I’m not sorry. Because she’s all grown up now. She revs me up hotter than a sunset ride. Even if she’s not meant for me, or the MC life. I’m dark where she’s pure. A killer where she’s kind. But in the sack, we’re dynamite. The dirty, hot AF kind.