Since I enjoy W. L. Ripley's novels about Wyatt Storme so much, I thought I'd try his other series and see if it's just as good. And, sure enough, it is.
Cole Springer is a smart-mouthed piano player who owns his own bar in Aspen, but he's broke and could use some money. He also happens to be a former Secret Service agent and Iraq vet who's mighty handy with a gun and a knife. (Okay, I don't know about the knife; I couldn't resist stealing that line from "Wolverton Mountain. The gun part, though, I'm sure about.)
Max Shapiro is a real estate guy who's also a money launderer for the mob. When he finds out he has cancer, he tells the mob to kiss off. Then he finds out he doesn't have cancer, after all. Uh-oh. What he needs is a bodyguard, and Springer's the best.
Add a hitman having a midlife crisis, a beautiful Colorado state cop, hapless mob types, Shapiro's girlfriend who's way too good for him, Feds out to make a name for themselves (and who happen to the the cop's ex-husband and ex-lover) plus the gambit devised by Springer to save Shapiro, get rich, and solve all the other problems.
What you get is a fast-moving story full of quirky characters, action, great one-liners, and a well worked out caper. It's funny, too, and the writing is a pure pleasure to read. Now I have to look for the other books in the series because I'm well and truly hooked.