Make room for Billy Deerborn.
Billy Deerborn talks to the voices in his head and the dogs that roam his psyche. When he was a baby, he was found by the side of a road in a brown paper bag. Yesterday he blew up a power station.
A name to remember in the world of military thrillers.
Fire Eyes is the story in between those two events—the making of modern madness. From that roadside ditch we follow Billy from foster homes to institutions to the army, along the way witnessing his fractured liaisons with the opposite sex and his attempts to find solidity through friendship.
It is a story of mental illness, of the impotence of social services, and of the armed forces as the unwitting inheritors of those who fall through the cracks—and of the power of love to both destroy and save. It is a story of alienation, urban terrorism and survival.
He's out there, waiting.
Yet in the end Billy survives. He is out there still, as are others like him, waiting for the coalescence of just the right accidents of fate to make their marks on the world.