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THE ACID KING EXCERPT – Maggie Abbott
The atmosphere in the room noticeably changed. Rivkin was still on his feet, laughing now, but still watching the other three with the eyes of a hawk. The pot had loosened them all, and Cortez figured Rivkin was ready to open up.
Wrong. Rivkin suddenly was behind him holding a gun to his head. Cortez was so surprised he did the unthinkable, swiveling his head around at the touch of the metal to look up into the blue-grey barrel.
“You’re a spook, man, I can tell. I can smell spook. What the hell are you doing, bringing him into my house?” Rivkin hissed at Juno, who sat rigid and petrified, as Shirley gasped and grabbed hold of her friend’s arm.
Cortez stayed calm and strong. He was in known territory now and confidence flooded back into him.
Four long-estranged friends from London’s turbulent Sixties scene of sex, drugs and rock and roll are thrown together after seventeen years when one of them accidentally discovers the secret identity of their betrayer; a man they knew only as The Acid King, a charismatic figure who orchestrated a weekend of alluring drugs ending with a bust, jail time and death.
What the friends don’t know is that a New York FBI Agent, another old enemy of the Acid King, has been on a long frustrating manhunt of his own, driven by the same rage for revenge. Until, by coincidence, he discovers the mystery man’s hidden Los Angeles location and tracks him to his lair. Resulting in a dangerous confrontation that puts lives, both guilty and innocent, on the line.
The Acid King is the thinly veiled story of the famous Redlands drug bust of 1967; an event that put Mick Jagger and Keith Richards behind bars and nearly destroyed the world’s most famous rock band. All orchestrated by an unidentified man who set them up and then disappeared.
By a strange twist of fate the Author (former film agent for Mick Jagger) met the Acid King in Los Angeles and became involved with him for several years, never knowing who he really was, until her friend Marianne Faithfull (former lover of Jagger) surprisingly identified him.
