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LINE BREAK John Bentley watched as Trey flipped on the faucet next to him only choosing to make eye contact in the mirror rather looking directly at him. "Just received my email from HR.  Didn't have the balls to tell me yourself did you.  Probably much too busy." The water was running while neither spoke still holding their position in the mirror.  Trey Walker continued berating him. "So what's the view like these days?" "View?" "Sebastian Conroy's colon because you have moved far passed his asshole.  A group of us are considering a suit against the company including you." "For?" "You're an arrogant prick.  I could at least tolerate you before the procedure, not now.  This practice of hiring employees with enhanced capabilities puts the rest of us at a competitive disadvantage when it comes to promotional opportunity and advancement.  It's probably going to be a landmark case setting a preced...

An explosion shatters office windows of the Robert F. Corrigan building in downtown Kirkwood during lunch hour. Minutes later a static filled radio call goes out beckoning any available units. As Roman Lee speeds towards the billowing smoke along with Lonnie Temple a second blast renders them unconscious.   The Brethren of Liberty have been plotting in the shadows for years.   A successful assassination of a Supreme Court Justice on the streets of Georgetown have parlayed into this recent demonstration of power and reach for the growing faithful bent on a Revolution.   Twelve- year old Simon Baxter is the only one who can identify the lone triggerman responsible for detonating the hellish devices.   Roman Lee must now protect his witness at all costs as he attempts to take down the largest domestic terror threat in United States history.

LINE BREAK THE ROMAN LEE SERIES  # 5 She leaned over him barely touching his eyelids with her lips.  His bandaged head was considerably swollen and looked sore. “Can you hear me John?  They said you did better than expected.  It took them just under four hours.” “Thirsty.” “Can someone get my husband something to drink please?” She held the straw to his lips as he drew some of the ice water into his mouth before swallowing it. “Better?” He attempted to nod slightly but suddenly stopped wincing in pain. “Easy honey, there’s no rush here, get some rest.” “She’s right John.  Take your time.  Your health is first priority.” Sebastian was leaning against the doorframe to the room.  He had changed out of his surgery scrubs into a Brioni pin dot striped suit.  Everything about him flawless, as always. “Can we get a quick pic?  The world can hardly wait to see the newest power couple.” Trina crouched down next to the be...

BRETHREN OF LIBERTY ROMAN LEE SERIES #4 COMING SOON 2017! There was a loud knock at her front door. “Maintenance, battery changes for your smoke detectors.” Finally she thought maybe they could take care of the fan while they were here. “One minute.” Turning to Simon she closed the bathroom door. “Be right back.” Simon turned the water off listening intently to the sounds coming from behind the door. The water dripped for a few seconds before subsiding.  What happened next was terrifying. Aria opened the door slightly to allow what she thought was maintenance into the apartment.  She had done it before but realized it too late they had been recently changed over a month ago.  The door violently slammed against her body sending Aria sprawling to the floor with a thud.  Two men stood over top of her.  Both were dressed as police officers.  One had olive colored skin pulled Aria by the hair jerking her up to a standing positIon pinned ag...

BRETHREN OF LIBERTY An excerpt from my upcoming fourth book of the "Roman Lee Series" The veins from the Brethren of Liberty were starting to widen considerably. Strategic resources were in place almost everywhere now. Even those who walked the halls of DC everyday but remained invisible to most. They were the ones who cleaned the buildings served the food yet some of them were homeless unable to put a roof over their heads. Most were eager to contribute as they had heard Senators mock the American people  over lunch conversations. Scoffing at the thought of proposed term limits they were heard whispering to one another that they would only relinquish seats over their collective dead bodies. Little did they know how many were willing to assist with that conclusion and were close in proximity. Arrogance complimented with a shared sense of entitlement could be potentially blinding in the face of possible danger. Harris was counting on it.

Wednesday July 3 10:35pm The abandoned campground was located off a two track road leading deep into the woods.  About a mile through muddy uneven terrain before opening up into an expansive makeshift compound.  A rundown brick building which once served as a combination arcade and ice cream parlor for campers now was the general meeting house for the lower level BOL recruits and its foot soldiers. A multitude of insects attracted by the exterior light near the main door swirled like a small cyclone.  Two generators hummed from a nearby shed providing the electric source of entertainment.  Peeling paint from the ceiling curled due to the excessive humidity.  A lone ceiling fan twirled slowly in a vain attempt to circulate the stagnant air.  Rows of folding chairs mostly rusted lined the open space in even rows.  Off in a nearby corner a fierce looking wood spider was finishing the larger portion of its meal.  A wayward cricket who’s grati...

"Brethren of Liberty" An explosion shatters office windows in downtown Kirkwood during lunch hour.  Minutes later a static filled radio call goes out beckoning any available units.  As Roman Lee speeds toward the billowing smoke with Lonnie Temple in the passenger seat a subsequent explosion renders them unconscious.  The Brethren of Liberty have been plotting in the shadows for years. A successful assassination of a Supreme Court Justice on the streets of Georgetown have parlayed into the recent bombing of a Federal building in downtown Kirkwood. It serves as a demonstration of power for the growing faithful hellbent on a promised Revolution.   Twelve year old Simon Baxter is the only one who can identify the lone BOL member responsible for triggering the destruction.  Roman Lee must protect his witness at all costs as he works to take down the largest domestic terrorist threat in U.S. history.

Pulling out his thin laptop from a leather satchel Jaxon entered his password as the cover screen vaporized.   Using his right index finger he tapped on the file icon.   Pressing his thumb on the screen once more the processor took a moment to recognize it.   Seconds later the architecture plans appeared with the coordinates down at the bottom right corner. Quickly looking back and forth from the laptop to the device in his hands he rapidly punched in the location pressing firmly on the green send button.   Jonas Paez was critical to the next phase and his lack of communication was concerning.   Tapping out another message he sent it as a supplement. Jaxon dressed throwing a sheet over the lifeless form before walking out of the bedroom.   Two tall figures stood outside the sliding glass door of the patio looking out at the Mediterranean.   The only presence of light were burning orange glows of cigarettes being smoked as the early morning s...

The Roman Lee Series   Crimson Rows       A tiny electronic crackle.   Immediately I grabbed him by the back of the collar pulling him away from the table as far as his restraints would go digging into his skin.   Tearing his shirt I grabbed the top of the listening device along with a bit of chest hair ripping it away from his skin.   Dropping it on the concrete floor I placed my heel over the top of it, twisting back and forth. “You have about less than a minute Jeffrey to tell me everything or tonight’s probably your last meal.” “Got nuthin to say.” “They’re going to kill you.   You're being used.   Thirty seconds Jeffrey.   I turned off the jailhouse microphone in here too.   Twenty seconds.” He started looking around the room up into the corners.   His legs were bouncing up and down.   Now he was nervous. “They thought you would tear me up in here.   I told em I would take t...

THE ROMAN LEE SERIES   "LINE BREAK"     The Fourth in the Roman Lee Series "Line Break" LOOK FOR IT IN LATE 2017 !!! ... Detective Roman Lee with his partner Lonnie Temple and Dr. Marlene Scott of Memorial Hospital uncover a conspiracy to conceal a sabotaged neurological procedure physically linking the first human brain with an AI implanted computer. John Bentley is losing time. Minutes have turned to hours. Waking up in the middle of a vacant lot several weeks ago was just the beginning. His wife Trina flips on their bedroom light horrified to see her husband of ten years caked in dirt and what appears to be human blood. Flashing lights soon illuminate their modest home. A thunderous knock on the door rattles windows. Her husband John Bentley may have now lost more than fleeting moments of his memory.

THE ROMAN LEE SERIES   "CRIMSON ROWS"     Thirty-two 10:00AM The peeling green paint dipped beneath the murky surface of the Amazon river.   Each of the morning passengers causing the wooden craft to noticeably rock as they boarded.   Critical gear stored in dark waterproof bags dropped into a storage compartment while weaponry remained with their owners.   Diego had noticed a large cache stored in Gulka’s Mercedes when the trunk lid had been opened.   It looked as though he could arm an assault team given a moment’s notice. He was offered an older AK47 along with an extra clip of ammunition.   Looking a bit tentative he was given a crash course introduction to it.   Target practice included a capybara that had the misfortune of swimming near some taller weeds on the opposite side of the river.   Diego was surprised how little kickback there was from the rifle becoming fairly adjusted to its recoil.   Satisf...

THE ROMAN LEE SERIES   "CRIMSON ROWS"     Thirty 8:00AM   Her senses were grasping for information as she recognized consciousness since fainting.   Attempting to make out any objects in the lightless void were useless.   Relying entirely on   auditory clues she listened intently thinking that there might be another person close in proximity.   Gathering courage Brandi Jones finally spoke out. “Hello?   Anyone there?” “Help.” The reply was weak, barely audible, almost a hoarse whisper. “Where are we?” “I…I don’t know” “Can you move?” “I’m strapped down.     “How about you?” Brandi felt like she was vertical and possibly ambulatory but found out quickly enough that she was also restrained.   Stranger was the sensation in her arm which had been previously penetrated with a needle at the plasma center.   It felt like something was in it again. “I can’t move either. ...

THE ROMAN LEE SERIES   "CRIMSON ROWS"     Twenty-Seven 1:30PM The speeding ticket was held by a Starbucks magnet to the refrigerator in the one bedroom apartment.   Instructions on the back were either to pay the required fine for the civil infraction or make an appearance before the magistrate to plead her case. A decision had to be made soon because failure to do so would result in a bench warrant.   As a redshirt freshmen on the University basketball team Brandi Jones had overslept one morning making her late for an early practice. Only a mile away from the Huron fieldhouse she didn’t see the Kirkwood Patrol unit until it was too late.   He had been parked in between a pair of used cars for sale on a vacant lot.   The officer had pulled out of the space closing the distance on her within a quarter mile turning on his lights.   Stopped for exceeding the posted speed limit by 20 mph the patrolman gave her a break by only ...