The Lust Hunter

By day he is a lazy private eye in a beige jacket; by night he prowls the neon streets taking cases nobody else will touch. His fee is never money: every client who walks into his office has to pay in a different, far more personal way. / His long-suffering partner keeps a giant hammer within reach for the moments he goes too far, but trouble keeps finding the duo anyway. Between shootouts, stakeouts and shameless flirting, the hunter proves he is as good with a gun as he is in bed.