- ISBN13: 9780812969528
- Condition: NEW
- Notes: Brand New from Publisher. No Remainder Mark.
Product Description
In 1998, William Queen was a veteran law enforcement agent with a lifelong love of motorcycles and a lack of patience with paperwork. When a “confidential informant” made contact with his boss at the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms, offering to take an agent inside the San Fernando chapter of the Mongols (the scourge of Southern California, and one of the most dangerous gangs in America), Queen jumped at the chance, not realizing that he was kicking-star… More >>
This is a terrible book. Maybe it is ok for some real bored people interested in this subject. Problem is, nothing here. Wow what a rip off of a story , it makes no sense, it sounds like a few nights of riding with a 1%er club and a lot of assumptions.The main player a guy who works with the ATF and was accepted into the mongols MC . He drives around in a junk mustang with bullet holes in it? and his front is he has a good job in the avionics industry.(Wonder why he dont have a radical pickup or SUV or cadillac like most hard working guys in motorcycle clubs)?
All most all of the story lines make no sense, All of the members that are supposedly these career criminals, and organized masterminds are all out of prison . ( I think that the book is not even a year old).Something is missing , he must of gave them drugs to sell, thats the feeling I had after reading it. Also the way Queen say’s that “Special Construction” vechicles, just as well might mean “stolen” wow I think he’s going to get sued for this comment!! I have a special construction bikes that I worked my ass off for!! What a jerk . A speacial construction bike is the most popular motorcycle in the USA today. hello cop mouth,your brain is so infantile!! get it straight> watch the discovery channel.
Rating: 1 / 5
I’ll keep it short………just a bunch of self serving crap. The only thing that truly gets infiltrated is your pocketbook.
Rating: 1 / 5
This slim volume was too Ramboesque by half, and it wasn’t long before all the overtly macho bearhug-my-beer-buddies posturing made me feel like I was trapped in a Chuck Norris film. Stick to those “Walker, Texas Ranger” reruns instead….
Rating: 2 / 5
The author owes his kids an apology for the double standard he imposed on the rational for accusing his “new friends” of abusing their children while abandoning his own for the two years he was involved in this project. This book is filled with contradictions and not for one second do I believe the author didn’t do drugs or screw around. You wonder what the cost effectivness multiplied by the number of these small projects that get approved around the country cost the taxpayers. I hope that this book gets made into a movie so he can afford all the therapy and rehab this is going to cost his family. Waste of time.
Rating: 1 / 5
Although the author does his best to berate and slam motorcycle gangs (notably the Mongols and Hells Angles) he comes across as more of a creep and criminal himself. Reading this book made me realize that the only really dangerous outlaw street gangs our society suffers from are the ATF and the police. The character and ethics displayed by those agents portrait in this book are despicable. Personally I would feel safer in the hands of one of these gang members than in the care of one of these aloof, self righteous, judgmental, and (unfortunately) powerful officers of the “law”.
I feel sorry and am very sympathetic of those poor souls trapped by this unethical and deceitful agent of the ATF. Prior to reading this book I held motorcycle clubs such as the Hells Angles and Mongols in distain, now however I feel differently. These groups are victims of over zealous, self righteous men that use the “law” as their weapon of choice.
Rating: 1 / 5