Nightlife
From the primeval rain forest comes an uncontrolled substance never intended for consumption by the civilized mind.
To the warrior-priests of the Venezuelan forest people, the drug is a sacred substance: part pain, part pleasure. Skullflush is pure psychic whiplash … an exhilarating gateway to an advanced consciousness beyond time and species.
For millennia, the primitive tribe has kept its secret safe from civilization. Until a ruthless drug lord ends up with a stolen six-kilo stash, and begins to peddle his prize in the nightclubs of Florida.
Tampa’s thrill-seekers are eager to sample the pale green powder. But generations of urbanized decadence have left them jaded, shallow, and weak … too weak to handle the drug’s mystic high. The ancient rain forest chemistry warps bone, muscle, and sinew in their city-soft bodies, setting free the ferocious power of man’s basic nature.
REVIEWS
“Hodge has come up with a scary winner. Unlike many of today’s horror genre, Nightlife is believable … keeps you moving in a straightforward line until you get to the catastrophic end.” — The Santa Cruz Sentinel
“Color, sprawl, melodramatic action, and a feel not altogether unlike the prime of Miami Vice … it’s right in there like a Charles Willeford portrait of South Florida at its grotesque best. Lots of heat.” — Ed Bryant, in Locus
“Switching back and forth between the mundane, the desperate, and the surreal, Nightlife displays a fascinating range: varieties of darkness.” — Farren Miller, in Locus
"Fascinating, frightening, and fierce, without for a moment failing to be richly human." — Robert B. Parker, author of the Spenser series