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When a desperate leprechaun needs to locate his lost pot of gold, there's only one P.I. in town dogged and sober enough to take the case. Unfortunately, his first choice is in Bimini dodging an IRS audit, so he calls on Crag Banyon instead.

NEW CASE. NEW CLIENT. SAME HANGOVER.

It starts out as a simple maritime stalking case, which Banyon flat-out refuses. The would-be client is the god of the sea, see, and Crag Banyon is a strict reformed agnostic: while he believes in the existence of gods, he prefers it if they don't pester him during happy hour.

Unfortunately, something big is stirring offshore, the coast is being flooded, and despite his best efforts to stay planted on his favorite barstool, Banyon finds himself swept up in a case of Olympian intrigue, dirty deals and fresh fish. Soon he's up to his pretty little neck in trouble, paddling for his life, taking on water, and in the end it's either sink or swim.

Does it all come out in the wash? Just ask his secretary:

"CRAG BANYON? THAT JERK'S A BUM, AND THAT'S THE GODS' HONEST TRUTH."!

BANYON'S BACK WITH ONE HECK OF A CASE!

For a savvy private investigator like Crag Banyon, tackling cases that are too hot to handle comes with the territory. But even a plucky P.I. with an occasionally unsavory client roster has his limits. So when a demon shows up at the front door of Banyon Investigations with a pile of cash and a plea for help, Banyon thinks it could be time to cool things down. Unfortunately, temptation strikes at the precise moment the rent is overdue, and the landlord -- not to mention the power and phone companies and Banyon's top fifty favorite liquor stores -- don't take IOUs. Short on cash, he makes a deal with the devil.

Someone's gone over the wall and escaped from Hell, and the demon prison guards need somebody on the outside to track down their misplaced soul. Simple missing persons case, right? Except nothing's ever simple for Crag Banyon, P.I. When he's not being assaulted, mauled, arrested, framed, betrayed, chased and nearly killed, he's uncovering a conspiracy that extends from this life to the afterlife and all points in between.

When all Hell breaks loose, what's Banyon's solution? Shove a flask in his pocket and go to a matinee at the Bijou until it all blows over or blows up...whichever comes first.!

RECIPE FOR DISASTER!

Take one psycho beauty hell-bent on revolution. Add millions in illicit cash. Stir in one counterculture army. Simmer in a political pressure cooker until it explodes into America's streets.

A devastating attack in the heartland leaves a stunned nation reeling. Claiming credit for the unprovoked strike is a new radical group called the People's Brigade. Even as bodies are being pulled from the rubble, this heretofore unknown group loses no time launching assault after assault in cities across the country.

America's intelligence agencies are flying blind and can only stand helpless as the violence escalates...until a desperate MIC tosses Patrick "Podge" Becket and Dr. Thaddeus Wainwright into the fray. The two men quickly uncover a scheme that links the People's Brigade to underground radical groups in every state in the union, all answerable to a lovely young sociopath called Daisy.

The gal's got looks, brains, money and an army of men willing to die for a cause.

Our side has the Red Menace and Dr. Wainwright.

The bad guys haven't got a chance.

WHO IS THE RED MENACE?

Throughout the 1950s this was the number one question from Moscow to Beijing and in every communist palace and malaria-ridden backwater in between.  The mysterious masked figure was a shadow and a whisper.  For the Kremlin and its fellow travelers he was a damnable monkey wrench tossed into the gears of the not-so-glorious worldwide revolution.  Wherever Reds schemed, the Menace was there to set things right.  And then, just like that, 1960 came and the whisper grew silent.

Twelve years later, Podge Becket, computer tycoon and security expert, thinks he's hung up his mask and cape for good.  He escaped the spy game while still a young man, and none but a select few know about his long-dead secret identity.  But into his restless retirement steps a ghost from his past, a bitter Russian colonel with nothing to lose and the means to wreak worldwide destruction.   

Aided by his partner, brilliant inventor and physician Dr. Thaddeus Wainwright, the Red Menace is dragged back into the hero game.  But it's a whole new world out there, and if the Menace doesn't watch his step the swinging Seventies might just find him RED AND BURIED!

Dashiell Hammett meets Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town

"Hello, you've reached Banyon Investigations...."

Crag Banyon is just your run-of-the-mill P.I. He's got a secretary who loves to hate and hates to love him. His worst enemy in the world is on the local force and relishes the thought of seeing Banyon behind bars. And he's got a knack for attracting all the crazies to his small downtown office above the fish market. So when an elf shows up on a stolen reindeer and hints of foul play at the North Pole, Banyon takes the whole thing in stride, refuses to take the case, and heads off to his favorite saloon. But when the elf turns up dead the next morning, the cops make their least favorite private eye the fall guy.

A hunted man, Banyon lams it to the Arctic Circle to clear his name. He quickly finds that Santa's workshop is a lot more dangerous than even a plucky P.I. with a ready quip and a five-alarm hangover can handle. Between fighting for his life and fending off the advances of a hot-to-trot Mrs. Claus, Banyon uncovers a conspiracy that goes far past December 25. If he can just ring in the New Year without a bullet in his brain, it'll all be just another day's work for Crag Banyon, P.I.

"....he's an SOB, but he's cheap. How may I direct your call?"

RED IS THE NEW GOLD

There's more than meets the eye when inmates riot in a West Coast maximum security prison. What could transform men into wild beasts? Turns out the dead prisoners are guinea pigs in a larger scheme, and Washington sends in the only two men who can deal with the sinister plot.

Patrick "Podge" Becket and Dr. Thaddeus Wainwright trace a trail of bodies to a crazy California cult whose demented leader welcomes all who seek truth. But enlightenment costs, mainly in the form of cold, hard cash into the bank account of failed writer and self-proclaimed High Star Admiral R. Gunn Hallifax.

Hallifax's tall tales of out-of-this-world enemies have the gullible lining up in droves to join his church, and his disciples become an earthly army for their leader's terrestrial aims. There's nothing otherworldly about murder and mayhem. It's up to the Red Menace and Dr. Wainwright to discover just what the cult has to do with the head honcho of a down-on-its-luck perfume company, a Russian hit squad, a sexy Hollywood superstar, and a threat to all America.

No matter what the stars have to say about it, here on Earth all the players quickly learn that even in the Golden State blood runs Red. Just like everywhere else.

THE NEW DESTROYER: KILLER RATINGS

Remo and Chiun are thrust into the wicked world of network evening news and are shocked to find it more cutthroat than the assassination business.

THE NEW DESTROYER: DEAD RECKONING

The Destroyer finally meets his match: Death himself!

THE NEW DESTROYER: CHOKE HOLD

It's all-out war between antismoking zealots and Big Tobacco. Will Remo and Chiun still be standing when the smoke clears?

THE NEW DESTROYER: GUARDIAN ANGEL

Disorder at the border! Remo must stop a loco Mexican general from turning America's Southwest into a homegrown killing field.