Happened to find an old copy, #22 Hawaiian Hellground, vintage 1975 paperback.
Fast paced, fast action, fast read. Enjoyed it.
Scene example:
BE FOREWARNED! VERY GRAPHIC!
"The big picture window at the north wall popped and vibrated as something sizzled into the room and exploded into the face of Pili's escort, jerking the guy like a rag doll and sending pieces of him spraying everywhere. The window popped again before the little runner could fully comprehend what had occurred, and with that one the guy at the telephone was flung across the room in another shower of blood
Puli instinctively hit the floor and hugged it as the window continued to erupt and a seemingly eternal fusillade of heavy bullets demolished everything within reach.
When it was over, the silence was even more ominous than the preceding chaos. Two men lay gruesomely dead almost at Joey Puli's outstretched fingertips. The entire room was a wreck. Puli was aware that his fingers were stiff and aching and that he had wet himself.
Then another miracle was quickly borne in on Joe Puli's trembling awareness--he, Joey Puli, was a very, very lucky man. He had lived through two hits by the most fearsome son of a b*tch in Puli's dark world.
The Executioner had come to Hawaii.
And the b*st*rd was on the rampage!
(Bolan kind of makes me think about the OU Womens Softball Program.)
