Sticks used to hustle pool.
Stone used to manage portfolios.
Now they’ve sunk everything into a BBQ food truck. What could go wrong?

How about small-town secrets, shady deals, and a trail of trouble that smells like hickory smoke?

Burnt Ends is a savory mystery served hot—equal parts clever, chaotic, and coated in BBQ sauce. It’s the perfect read for wherever you’re hiding this summer: the lake house, beach chair, porch swing, or break room.

You might want a napkin.

📘 Grab your copy now:
👉 Amazon
👉 or Books.by

And if you enjoy it, leave a review—Sticks might just name a sandwich after you.