Ex DEA agent, Billy Russell, committed a heinous crime against a man who committed an unspeakable crime against him. Billy was sentenced to 20 years hard labor in total isolation from the outside world. Without explanation, he is suddenly paroled 5 years early. Returning to society, he learns that an isolated nuclear attack has spread primal fear of a nuclear holocaust, which allowed autocratic billionaires to seize control of the world. But the new world government’s faulty economic policies have led to poverty, crime, disease, and rampant drug addiction.
As a condition of his parole, the government assigns Billy to a secret government sanctioned assassination squad whose job it is to eliminate political dissenters. Their gaffe, however, was assuming Billy would do their bidding willingly. They were wrong. Billy is approached by a secret underground dissident group planning to overthrow the authoritarian world government. He joins them to end the government’s demonic reign of tyranny only to discover the shocking details of what is really taking place.
The first page and a half will grab you, the unexpected ending will spin you around.
Midnight Black is a fast-paced, action packed thriller/suspense novel in the tradition of author Lee Child. Available everywhere in Audiobook, e-book, and paperback formats.
Targeted Age Group:: 18 – 65 plus
Heat/Violence Level: Heat Level 4 – R Rated
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I thought it would be interesting to take an ex DEA agent/ex-prisoner, and place him back into a society on the verge of collapse.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
First, I decide on the story I want to tell and who will be the main characters. I write out a description of who he is and any quirks I will add to his personality. From there, the other characters just begin to fall in where I need them.
Chapter one: The Execution
I kick in the front door and call his bastard name. Like the coward he is, he scurries on his hands and knees like a rodent into an over-sized closet, cowering behind boxes and hanging clothes, his legs bent to his chest, his arms wrapped around his knees, his fingers intertwined so tight they’re turning white. His head is bent forward, eyes shut, like if he doesn’t look at me, I’m not there and I won’t do what I came to do. I’m yelling at him to open his eyes, to look into mine, but he won’t, and he doesn’t. I grip the handle of my Glock tighter. The little slug's head comes up, his eyes go first to the Glock, then to me. He’s gonna’ plead for his life, but I’m not offering options here, forget it, they’ll be no negotiations. Before he breathes a word, I squeeze the trigger. damn it sounds like a cannon blast in this closet. The bullet rips away his right kneecap… he howls, his leg jerks and flops like a pig being slaughtered, its jugular vein sliced through. My second shot explodes his left kneecap, scattering flesh and bone, his body’s oscillating like an electric toothbrush, his mouth opens wide… all that comes out is a chilling scream. Go ahead, you pussy, make all the noise you want, nobody’s coming to help. Look at me, asshole, look at me before your lights go out, before you meet your maker, whoever the hell that is… Satan, maybe. I need to be sure he knows in whose holy name I commit him to hell.
“Diedre… her name was Diedre.”
I squeeze the trigger… the bullet races down the barrel at twenty-five-hundred feet per second, seventeen-hundred miles per hour, striking his forehead just above and between his eyes, leaving not a neat hole, but tearing off the top of his skull, splattering flesh, bone, blood, and brains over boxes, clothes and walls. Lucifer’s bastard son is dead, score one for Lady Justice. I should post his bloodied carcass on the Internet and let the world see what I did, what I had to do in Diedre’s name. Hell, they post everything else on the damn web. An earsplitting siren breaks the silence… I flinch and step back and spin around. It sounds like it came from inside this closet. Whoa, there it is again, it’s loud… make it stop! I feel a sharp stab to the middle of my back, then zap, zap, an electrical charge is stinging me. For God’s sake, stop it! My eyes are closed, but damn it, they can’t be, I’m right here in this closet, I can see jerk-off lying dead up against the wall. My eyelids flutter like a butterfly before popping open and I focus… damn it, damn it, someone’s in my face and the fool’s yelling.
“Get up, get your lazy ass up!”
Jesus, it’s Quasi! What the hell is he doing here?
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