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It’s another night on the
job for Deputy Sheriff Barbara Mero, giving chase to a suspect in a
stolen vehicle. But when someone beats her to the perp, she’s not
sure whether to step in or not. Before she can stop him, a
sledgehammer-wielding bearded biker on a red Harley delivers his own
punishment, but with his parting words, Babs isn’t so sure he’s
another bad guy.
After further investigation, Babs knows this
vigilante “Santa” meant well, but there’s no proof he was even
there. And after a few more run-ins with the red-cloaked badass,
she’s torn between duty and justice, but in her heart she knows he’s
the real deal.
You see, there’s a side of the story of Santa that
doesn’t get told, and that’s where Dominik comes in. Being the twin
to Kris, Dom’s job isn’t near as merry, though still necessary,
answering the letters from the kids who want more than just toys.
Those who want a better, safer life, food, and shelter. Basic needs
a kid shouldn’t have to wish for on Christmas. Although he’s accepted
his own lot in life, Dominik still has one regret. It’s a lonely
life.
There’s another side to jolly old Saint Nick, and
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Tuffy Claus and Babs are back, and despite Dominik’s protests, his
wife is coming along for the ride. Being previously in law
enforcement, she won’t be playing the obedient housewife while
waiting for him to get home. No, she’ll be out chasing the bad guys
as well. But can she handle the heart-wrenching jobs she’ll have to
take on?
Their newest case tests Babs to her limits, making her wonder if
she’s really cut out for this. Short answer? Yes. When it comes to
the children, she’ll do whatever it takes. But when things quickly
take a turn for the worst, leaving Babs on her own, she realizes how
important her job really is.
It’s then that a thought hits her, and Dominik and Kris realize
there could be a whole group of kids that are being overlooked—those
who can’t write a letter to Santa. Those who can’t ask for help. And
they wonder how many children have suffered through the centuries
because of their oversight?
The
Kringles know they can’t possibly save them all, but they’re gonna
damn sure try. |
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Not every letter Santa gets is a wish list for toys… Babs has been adjusting well to life at the North Pole these past couple years. She loves the missions she and her husband Dominik go on to save the children, to where she doesn’t really miss her old life at all. Although elfin magic has taken some getting used to, it does make things a lot more, shall we say, convenient? Especially when hard cases turn up, and they have to rely on help from their friends at Santa Central. This year, however, they may have found their toughest case yet. When Santa receives a letter about a child who’s been kidnapped by his mother, Dom and Babs investigate further, and they soon learn there’s a problem going on involving more than just one missing child. Dom always said he wouldn’t kill anyone, but this case may call for more violent measures. They soon realize it will take more than a sledgehammer and a baseball bat to bust up a drug ring that may be trafficking more than dope. Warning! Contains an Oscar-worthy performance, jingle bell surveillance, a beer, abductions, an upgrade on the weapons front, the best defense is a good offense, and a major wish fulfilled. |
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