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Blood Games – Episode 25



This week’s episode features a chapter from Blood Games, Jake Ramsey Book #3, the first book Black Brick is available as a free ebook from most ebook vendors. Here is an excerpt from the show: 

THE REST OF THE drive passed slowly, with Kris making several more attempts to talk me out of my plan.

“You don’t have to come,” I said on the third try. “It’s better if you don’t.”

I wished I would have thought to look through Gary’s wallet when I’d searched him and the woman back in the alley. If I’d have known about his keycard, I would have gagged the two of them and made sure they wouldn’t be found for hours.

It was too little too late now, but I had an opportunity I could not afford to pass up, if we hurried and made it to the DataRader headquarters before they were found.

“You can’t do this alone and I’m all the help you have right now,” Kris said. “Unless you think Shannon is going to help.” There was something strange in her voice when she mentioned Shannon, but I couldn’t figure out what it was.

Her words rubbed me raw, so I took several seconds to calm down before responding. She didn’t know Shannon was the last person I wanted to think about right now, it wasn’t her fault.

“I can handle myself,” I said through clenched teeth.

“That’s part of the problem. You’re out of control. How many people died at Reed’s place? Or was all that blood from men who walked away?” She took my silence as an affirmation that her guess was close to the mark. “You need to stop before you do something you won’t be able to live with. I know you, Jake. This isn’t you.”

I thought of how I’d almost killed Gary Walker back at the alley. I’d been prepared to do it. It was because the woman had caved that he still had his life. Kris’ words were having more of an effect on me than I would have liked. She must have taken my lack of response as evidence she was getting through to me because she continued talking. 

“All the people you killed, they deserved it, right? That’s what you’re telling yourself. Are you certain they’re part of Reed’s supposed criminal enterprise? How do you know they weren’t just his security guards?”

“You’ve seen the videos–” I began, but she cut me off.

 

New Short Story Published on Amazon: Silent Warehouse



Jake Ramsey is on the run. At every turn, he has people who want to kill him.

After narrowly escaping an attempt on his life, Jake chases his attacker to a warehouse. Even though he suspects a trap, he follows the man inside. As Jake comes face to face with his would-be assassin, he is forced to decide how far he is willing to go to save his own life.

And how much destruction he’ll leave in his wake.

Jake looks into the abyss of his soul as he fights his way through. If you enjoy thrillers with twists and turns, this short story is for you. Pick up your copy today!

Sneak Peek

THE LIGHTNING ILLUMINATED THE alleyway before me as rain trickled from my hair, down my neck, and onto my back. For a moment I saw the way in front of me clearly, a trash bin to the left and empty pallets to the right.

Then it was gone, plunging into darkness as I wrapped my hand around my pistol, my finger itching for a target.

I stepped up against the wall to hide my profile while my eyes adjusted to the lower level of light.

I wouldn’t have been able to see at all if there hadn’t been a dim light halfway down the alley.

Keeping my pistol up, I used my shoulder to wipe away the rainwater from my face.

My instincts told me to flee, but I ignored them, knowing it was my paranoia doing the talking.

I shuffled forward, not caring that I went through a puddle as cold water seeped into my shoes. They were soaked anyway; I didn’t feel a difference.

I could see through the pallets and was certain Gary wasn’t hiding there. I was shortly on the other side of the trash bin and cleared that as well.

Where had the man gone? I wondered. How had he found me?



New Short Story: Red Survivor

The Red Survivor is on a critical peacekeeping mission to deliver an ambassador to negotiate the end of a war that has humanity on the brink of extinction.

When Captain John Marchant orders the ship to respond to a distress call, First Officer Nick Williams immediately challenges the captain’s order. Nick struggles to persuade Marchant that the effort is futile and they are best served by staying on course to deliver the ambassador.

Ships explode, tempers flare, and their vessel is put in danger as the two square off.

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Sneak Peek

“Starships can’t slow from above the speed of light in the time you’re demanding.” I kept my voice even and calm, though I was explaining something any first-year cadet would have known. “Is it possible, sir, that you’re letting your feelings get in the way of your impeccable judgment?”

He usually responded well to flattery, but it only served to further agitate him. He moved to take a swing. I stepped back and brought up my arms to protect myself.

The blow never landed.

His fist stopped midair.

“You’re relieved of duty, Commander,” Marchant said, his voice bristling with emotion like a hot blade thrust into a cold bath.

Blood Games – Episode 24



This week’s episode features a chapter from Blood Games, Jake Ramsey Book #3, the first book Black Brick is available as a free ebook from most ebook vendors. Here is an excerpt from the show: 

I ALMOST DROVE RIGHT past the mall and kept going. It would have been better for Kris if I did. She was way too involved as it was. But I thought of the kids, and that was what kept me going forward. 

I needed additional resources if I was going to track them down. Besides, I needed to ditch the car anyway because the drone had recorded everything that had happened and was following me. I’d turned my driver’s side mirror up to spot it but so far hadn’t had any luck.

I drove around the mall one time before I pulled into a parking garage. I’d never forgive myself if something happened to Kris. But I’d never forgive myself if I didn’t rescue the children. It was simple math, two lives against one.

My burner phone beeped as I pulled into the underground parking. Once I had parked, I saw I’d received a text from a number I didn’t recognize. It just said one word. Sorry.

I assumed it was Shannon texting me from a phone Diggon knew nothing about. Even though she’d made it obvious what she was doing, I didn’t know what to make of her apology.

The wound was too fresh. I supposed I should have been grateful she’d warned me but I wasn’t in the mood to think that way. Maybe once things had calmed down, I’d feel differently, but I was still trying to work my way out of the mess that she’d created for me.

Not bothering to respond, I left my car window unrolled and placed the keys on the dashboard. With a little luck, somebody would swipe the vehicle and throw DataRader off my scent for a few hours.

Blood Games – Episode 23




This week’s episode features a chapter from Blood Games, Jake Ramsey Book #3, the first book Black Brick is available as a free ebook from most ebook vendors. Here is an excerpt from the show: 

I CAME TO A halt as soon as I turned. It was a dead end. Muttering a curse, I flipped around and saw the car had pulled up right outside the alleyway and that the front doors were opening. 

Rushing towards the driver I grabbed him by the arm, yanking him all the way out and ramming him up against the car while putting my pistol to the side of his head.

“Back away if you want him to live,” I said to the woman getting out of the other side of the car. 

Because it was Diggon chasing me, I had expected to recognize them from my time with Black Brick, but I did not.

The man I held at gunpoint looked familiar, but I was having a difficult time placing him. He hadn’t worked at Black Brick, I was certain of that, but I couldn’t say how I knew him.

“Back off,” the man said to the woman with a frown on his face that didn’t show much fear. He looked me in the eyes. “It doesn’t have to go this way.”

“Who are you? What do you want?”

“Easy,” said the dark-haired woman as she moved to come around from the other side of the car, thinking she was gaining something by getting closer to me. She had her hand at her side as if it rested on a holstered pistol. “Just calm down.” Her voice sounded familiar, so I took a closer look while jabbing my gun into the man’s neck.

“You’re the woman who almost chased me down.” She’d had blonde hair back then. The darker color suited her far better. The blonde had looked fake, and while she’d been attractive before, she was now stunning. It was a struggle to take my eyes off her even while she glared at me.

Blood Games – Episode 22




This week’s episode features a chapter from Blood Games, Jake Ramsey Book #3, the first book Black Brick is available as a free ebook from most ebook vendors. Here is an excerpt from the show: 

IT WASN’T UNTIL AFTER I’d walked several blocks that I realized I’d never done anything about the wound on my arm. I hadn’t even thought about the possibility I might have left blood in the Suburban.

Cursing, I punched the brick wall of a store I was passing, which of course made things worse. After examining my hand, I determined I was lucky to not have broken any fingers. Several of my knuckles were bleeding, but that was a small price to pay for such a loss of control.

I was on edge and I knew it.

I wasn’t prone to such outbursts, but this was the second time in just a few minutes. Perhaps it was a good thing I hadn’t returned to Reed’s place, who knows what other mistakes I might have made? The pain helped cut through the thickness I felt in my mind.

Maybe I had at least slowed down the police by wiping away my fingerprints, but the possibility of leaving behind DNA was a serious oversight.

Growling to myself I put it from my mind as I ducked into a McDonald’s bathroom. My makeup was almost gone, so I washed off what little was left and went into a stall so I could work on my new disguise without interruption.

My smartphone rang. It was Kris, but I didn’t answer. Perhaps I would never take a call from her again. That would be for the best. She and Maxine might think they have things together, but when Maxine had split from her former partner, any degree of operational competence had gone with him.

It would be reckless for me to allow them to be part of this. Without me pushing they would remain on the outside of the action. And that was where they belonged.

The Hikers: Chapter 2

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I grabbed Jessica’s hand, pulling her off the trail and behind some bushes. She was so surprised she didn’t protest or bat away my hand. I released my hold once I was certain we were hidden from anybody who might come down the trail.

I had initially thought the gunshot had come from above us on the mountain, but I now doubted that assessment.

We had mountains on all sides of us. Their presence could have masqueraded the original direction of the sound, and it didn’t help that I thought I could still hear an echo.

I decided to trust my initial instinct and act as if it had come from up ahead but remain open to the possibility it had come from another direction.

“It isn’t hunting season,” Jessica said, her mouth right by my ear. The warmth of her breath sent a shudder down my back that I was unable to repress. I tried to pretend like it hadn’t happened as I studied the incline of the mountain. Even if it had been hunting season, the car we’d parked beside had been a regular sedan. A shiny black Chrysler with dark tinted windows. It was also clean as if it had been recently washed. I had a difficult time seeing the owner of the car strapping a gutted buck to the top.

“Might just be somebody doing target shooting,” I whispered, but I doubted this would be a popular area with shooters because it was too wooded.

“Then why drag me into the bushes?” Her eyes were big, and she panted for breath. “You aren’t trying to take advantage, are you?”

I noticed she was still whispering, so she must have known how ridiculous the idea sounded.

“The gunshot came at a perfect time.” I gave her a wry smile. “Chances are there’s no danger. Just somebody doing some shooting. Let’s give it a few minutes and head back down if there aren’t any more shots. We’ll come back for the view another time.”

“There isn’t going to be another time.”

“Yeah, sure. We’ll give it a few and then leave.”

Do you know how awkward it is to be crouched in the brush right beside a woman who has just broken up with you? So close that your bodies are touching and you can feel her breath on the back of your hand?

It’s the very definition of awkward.

I glanced at my watch after only a few minutes had passed, and wished it had been an hour. I wanted to just get up and go, particularly considering how we were both doing our best to not make eye contact, but I wasn’t at all confident we were safe despite my words to Jessica.

The black sedan made my skin crawl the more I thought about it. I hadn’t thought to look at the license plate, but I was beginning to wonder if maybe it was from out of state. If it had been a large truck or SUV, I wouldn’t have been so worried.

But the black car was all business, and the gunshot had been close. 

After a few minutes passed, we made eye contact, but neither of us moved. I could tell she was just as worried as me.

“How about we wait five, ten more minutes and if we don’t see anything, we head back down? We can’t be too careful.”

She nodded. “No funny stuff while we wait.”

“How do you mean?”

“No more hand-holding or affection of any kind. I mean to carry through with it this time.”

This time?

She’d never broken up with me before. There was one night I could tell she had been bothered by something, but she’d been fine the next time I’d seen her, so I hadn’t thought anything of it.

It sounded like she’d been struggling with her decision for some time. It made me sad because I’d thought things were going well.

But I wasn’t going to tell her that, not now.

“I want to make sure we both get down the mountain safely. After that, I’ll drop you off and you’ll never see me again.”

She didn’t respond, which I took to mean she agreed. Something about the expression on her face gave away her confusion as if she were having second thoughts.

This decision had not been easy for her. If I were to try, I might convince her to give it another go. Perhaps that was why she’d wanted me to know why she was dumping me. If she had this much uncertainty, I wasn’t about to tip the scale. It would be better for us to both move on. But if it helped her get some closure, I was willing to bite the bullet.

“Why—” I stopped what I was about to say when two men walked down the trail. They both wore suits.

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War of the Fathers Series on Sale This Week

All four books of War of the Fathers are on sales this week. The first book, War of the Fathers, is free. Lord of the Inferno, Enemy in the Shadows, and Blood of the Redd Guard are $0.99 but just for a very short time, then the price steps up a $1.00.

All of these books are also in Kindle Unlimited.

Links to each are below.

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