Conor Kilcullen is an adrenaline junkie.
A longtime member of the New York City fire department, Conor will be the first to charge into a blazing apartment or crawl down a smokey hallway to save a trapped infant. Conor is also a cocaine addict, an alcoholic and an inveterate gambler who blames God for his first wife’s tragic early death. It is a combustible combination.
Morally rudderless, Conor temporarily flirts with salvation when a beautiful Irish-Cathoic fiddler starts tending bar in his nightclub. Colleen Quinn is everything he’s not–religious, anchored and ethical.
While fighting fires in a busy Bronx station stocked with screwballs, Conor battles atheism, alcoholism, and his inner demons. The tension in COMBUSTIBLE builds not only through the dangerous fire scenes and the accurate depiction of these Bronx firefighters, but to a subplot that finds Conor torn between the voracious Colleen and the girl of his salacious dreams – an Australian whom he meets while on holiday in New Orleans. An already combustible situation quickly accelerates when she is transferred to New York.
The book makes a cataclysmic detour at 9/11. Conor has several decisions to make….decisions that will shape the remainder of his life.