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. But generations of urbanized decadence have left them jaded, shallow, and weak.too weak to handle the drug’s mystic high. Tampa’s thrill seekers are eager to sample the pale green powder. Skullflush is pure psychic whiplash.an exhilarating gateway to an advanced consciousness beyond time and species.ĭeep in the Amazon, the primitive tribe has kept its secret safe from civilization - until a rising drug lord ends up with a stolen six-kilo stash and begins to peddle his prize in the nightclubs of Florida. To the warrior shamans of the Venezuelan forest people, the drug is a sacred substance: part pain, part pleasure, all power. Now, while the cabal searches for him, and one man seeks to destroy him, Paul makes a lonely, frightening journey to the core of his identity and to his destiny … to all the pain his soul can bear, to all the redemption he can give, to the freedom that is death.įrom the primeval rain forest comes an uncontrolled substance never intended for consumption by the civilized mind. For thousands of years, a secret cabal has guarded the lineage to which Paul is heir - scapegoats who have been forced to bear humanity's anguish upon themselves. It is a gift that makes Paul Handler a living, breathing human sacrifice. It is a power that can turn to rage, even murder.

It is a power that will sap his soul and plunge him into the world of a famous faith healer. The power to make the lame walk and to heal the sick. It is the power to make the wounded whole again. He came of age in agony: that moment of tragedy when fun-loving rock-and-roll deejay Paul Handler discovered the inexplicable power in his own hands. His agony belongs to us all…He was born on a day of pain: November 22, 1963.

Deathgrip by Brian Hodge