The Power of the Dog (Power of the Dog, #1)

by Don Winslow

It’s a major goat fuck, Callan thinks. Cops are roaring in from all compass points, in cars, on motorcycles and on foot. Federal cops, state cops, Tijuana city cops, and they’re not sure who’s who—it is just a fucking free-for-all. Everyone’s trying to figure out who to shoot at the same time they’re trying to work out how not to get shot. Fabián’s shooters at least know who they’re shooting at, though, as they methodically gun down the federales who pulled them over. But those guys are tough, they’re shooting back, and there are bullets flying every which way and you have some moron across the street standing there with his Sony 8mm trying to videotape the whole goddamn mess, and through that grace given to idiots and drunks he lives through the whole ten-minute gun battle, but a lot of people don’t.