I Kill Rich People (Volume 1)

Being rich isn’t fun; it’s a terror when a deadly expert starts gunning down the billionaires in New York. Suddenly, their untouchable world is vulnerable and all the private security they can buy won’t slow the sniper down. No more yachting. No charity galas. No dinners on the terrace. The Hamptons empty out just as the summer season begins. Emerson Elliot, the popular shock-jock, provides a public forum fanning popular rage against the rich. Thinking minds spin through unthinkable apocalyptic scenarios of mob violence and killings going viral. Law enforcement scrambles after a rush of federal funds flowing out to meet the emerging threat as donor whales scream at their politicians to shut down Elliot and take control of the story, but their money and power can’t stop the tide. The shooter isn’t playing to an audience. He won’t label his motives or his morality. He does his talking with live ammo. Everyone else is left to fill in the blanks. Questioning prompts deep examination of the powers driving our industry, media, police, military, and government. Why the shooter is killing never matters to NYPD Detective-Lieutenant Owen Cullen, who can’t let himself have second thoughts about saving billionaires. He isn’t a judge or a politician; he’s a cop through and through. While his own family falls apart, it’s his dedication as an elite cop that keeps him holding it together. His job is who he is. Owen isn’t equipped to make the adjustments being demanded from him. The social contract that he understands is coming apart at the seams. As he doggedly sticks to what he knows, he comes to recognize that the forces he is fighting are much more than he can handle. Owen and his inter-agency team are closing in on the shooter, but they are set onto a collision course they may not survive.