Welcome to another typical summer in Florida the season of the storms. Sergestorms. That lovable underundermedicated dispenser of truth justiceand trivia is ba... » 

Welcome to another typical summer in Florida the season of the storms. Sergestorms. That lovable underundermedicated dispenser of truth justiceand trivia is back with a vengeance. And not a weirdnesslaced moment too soon. His cherished home state is about to take a beating and from far more thanthe waytooroutine conga line of hurricanes bearing down on the peninsula.Bodies have begun turning up at a disturbing rate even for Florida and itlooks like a brutal serial killer is on the loose which highly offends Sergesmoral sensibilities and he vows to stop at nothing in his juggernaut to makeAll Things Right . . . except if he gets bored or distracted by a cool souveniror . . . or a . . . whatever. But his path wont be obstacle free. Agent Mahoney has picked up the scent. The obsessive criminal profilerjustreleased from a mental hospital where hed been sent for getting too deepinside Serges headis convinced there is no second killer. Sergespersonality is simply splitting from decades of burning with incandescent zestfor everything under the sun. Then theres Coleman whose triathlete approachto the sport of polyabuse binging just might derail the mission more than theentire police community put together. The pace picks up. Winds howl TVreporters fly around the beach the Party Parrot parties on and questionsmount Whos stalking Tampa Bays most sensitive journalist? Did Tom Cruise gotoo easy on Matt Lauer? Do multiple orgasms improve storm tracking? Why is thefeedingtube guy so quiet? Will Molly ruin our antiheros dreams of playing theelectric guitar better than Clapton? . . . All of which ultimately leads to themostpressing question on everyones newmillennium lips What would Sergedo? «