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Hawk two! (it’s the second one I’ve read anyway)
Mike Hawk gets down under and dirty!

I’m sorry, but this one wasn’t as good as the virgin stealers.
However, when I take Mike Hawk out, even a bad time is a rad time.

This time, super rich, man of leisure and face puncher extraordinaire: Mike Hawk is in the land of Aus to favour its fine shelias with some first class, yet surprisingly sensual all-American wienering.

And crikey, the American mafia has decided to take over the Australian liquor market.
Unfortunately the best they could muster was a guy that dresses like Roy Rogers, his English butler and some circus acrobats serving as “enforcers�
Hawk makes instant best friends with a bloke named Fair Dinkum, sets up a corporate fund to help fight the mafia, falls in love with the first Australian woman he meets, goes undercover as an Australian(with accent) using special effects makeup and just swings his dick all around the continent.

It was ridiculous and probably insulting to Australia but it was missing something. Where’s the fun? Where’s the spark? Where’s the chainsaw duel?

Just saying; it was alright but Mike Hawk has been harder.