Following close on the tail of the sports car is an unmarked cruiser, lights flashing. A high-speed car chase through the streets of the sleepy seaside city ensues. In the sports car… The driver, a criminal punk, puts the pedal to the metal but can't shake his persistent pursuer. He looks in the rearview mirror at the cruiser breathing down his tail. “What the fuck, man?” The sports car comes perilously close to totalling as it makes a high speed turn into on-coming traffic. The punk clearly does not have the same driving skills as the driver of the cruiser, and it's only by sheer luck that he hasn't crashed yet. In the unmarked cruiser… Detective Derek Winton drives. He’s self-assured and determined, he doesn't give up and doesn't take crap. His handsome face is chiseled ruggedness with a strong jaw covered in sexy scruff; the scuff and sideburns feature a touch of grey. He’s retired military, an Army ranger, just about forty in age. He looks a bit older than that because he’s seen more things in his life as a ranger and a cop than anyone should ever have to see. Between his physical strength and inner strength, he’s just the guy you’d want defending you in any battle.
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