''....politics at its corrupt, dysfunctional, inspiring best.'' -Kirkus Reviews
Roll the Dice is the story of Tyler Sloan, a Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inductee who exits the Las Vegas stage to campaign as Nevada’s next United States Senator. The off-season special election captivates the nation as the winner will decide control of the evenly-divided Senate. He wages a nontraditional campaign independent of the two political parties. Sloan relies on his charisma and instincts, honed by years on stage and by observing his father Mike Sloan, a former California Governor who nearly became President.
The campaign is riddled with problems and controversy. Sloan’s strained relationship with his father permeates the campaign; Sloan has a flirtatious relationship with his young,media advisor Bree Baker; a musician friend blackmails him with a decades-old video sex tape of a ménage a trois between Sloan and two women, one of whom is his Republican opponent; his campaign manager Tony Martino served in the same role for his father, but past legal troubles emerge and Martino surreptitiously wears a listening device for the FBI to entrap elected officials; and Sloan’s attorney, the often-manic Grant Zimmer, is a trusted advisor while protecting his own self interests.
Throughout the political headaches, Sloan seeks to shield his thirteen year-old daughter Riley from the myriad of allegations, while reasoning with his unpredictable ex-wife, Riley’s mother, who is increasingly dependent on prescription drugs.
Roll the Dice recounts the unpredictable external forces that impact a campaign as well as the candidate’s internal struggles, hopes, and fears. It also illustrates and showcases the unique contrast between the dazzling city of Las Vegas, the rugged, yet urban Reno, and all the small towns, ranches and desert throughout Nevada.
“ Sloan had seen Bree Baker’s images on the web, but none did her justice. He extended his hand to greet her as she entered his Las Vegas campaign office. She wore an unstructured pink and black jacket, crisp black jeans, and a rose-colored t-shirt scrawled with Chinese script without apparent meaning...”