Oh, how the mighty have fallen. Once Cody Pomeray had L.A.’s elite eating out of his hand; now he’s sucking grime from the bottom of their pools. But that’s just his parole gig. His real job? Sneaking away from the watchful eye of Quemando – his hot parole officer – and scouring the bars of Venice Beach with to find an arsonist who’s been torching pads all over town. Then Cody walks into the wrong condo, and dreams of freedom pretty much go up in smoke.