The Chase Ryder Series

I'd been living on the streets for around eight months before I lost count. It wasn't easy, but it was still preferable to what I had to deal with at home. In all that time, unable to trust anyone, I had been alone (I knew from experience that people always failed you). Then one day, while out searching for food, I stumbled upon this mangy dog being attacked. It wasn't a big deal to help him, but then he ended up saving my life which is when I realized there was something special about him: Muttface wasn't a normal dog - he was crazy intelligent. I'm talking Mensa levels. And he wasn't an accident either, having recently escaped from a mysterious lab.

What do you do when the past refuses to stay dead and buried? Six months have passed since the explosion at Platinum Industries. For the first time in our lives, Bandit and I knew what it felt like to be with a loving family, and it was a lot like getting to eat a main and dessert every day, for every meal (and having starved on the streets for so long, everyone knows how much I like my food).

Before any of us could understand what was happening, we were attacked by a shadowy offshoot of the government, but unlike Forbes' men who had wanted Bandit alive, these were sent to wipe us out. To clean us from existence. With nothing but the clothes on our back, we fled across the country, our enemy hot on our heels, to the only friend who might be able to help us...when disaster struck.