The Mahans were a close-knit, yet dysfunctional, family. Uncle Bud Mahan owned and operated the Swordfish Marina at the very tip of Texas on South Padre Island. He was the eldest brother and was obsessed with high-stakes gambling. Eddie Mahan, his brother, was what some people called an adrenaline junkie. The truth is that he would do almost anything for the rush of adrenaline, and he had the scars to prove it. Marge Mahan was Bud's wife and the stabilizing rock for the whole family.
Eddie was my father. My mother was a hippy and deserted us when I was four to protest the Vietnam War; she never returned. When I was nineteen my father gave me the deed to the beach house and left to sail around the world with his buddies.
Working at the marina and beachcombing was what I did. It was there where I met Rex Sampson, a wealthy attorney, and Commander Brad McCormick of the US Coast Guard. They soon recruited my entire family and my best friend to join them in a quest to stop the narcotics trade coming in from the Gulf of Mexico and to attempt the takedown of a Columbian drug cartel.
The results make for a thrilling con game, pitting the Mahan family against the dangerous drug lords.
My name is Jack Mahan, and this is my story.
About the Author
The Beachcomber is the third published book by Bill D Rose. After a successful career as a CEO in the tech industry, he is now retired and living happily on a lake near Austin surrounded by friends and enjoying writing.
