The war is over. THE war. World War Two. The big one.
The mighty battleship Mississippi steams under the Golden Gate bridge, settles into San Francisco under the haze of the setting sun.
She drifts past Alcatraz island, the prison that once held ‘Scarface’ Al Capone, passes the Naval training center at Treasure Island, finally taking a temporary birth at Pier twenty-three.
Seaman First-Class Leroy Logan, as fresh and green as a sprout of new grass, stands by the rail and watches the lights of the city, glistening like jewels of the necklaces he’s planning to steal.
“I love books that move along so quickly. This book is just as billed: Thrill-a-minute. From the beginning when drug dealer Ortiz and his two flunkies assault John Paul Morgan and try to rape this wife, CJ, the book moves along at a swift pace. The head of the drug ring vows to avenge the death of Ortiz, but every thug he throws at John Paul and CJ meets a violent death. Police are frightened of the drug lord and are of no help. You won’t easily set this book aside. It even supplies a chapter of Book II.”
“Not often an author make me laughter out loud while reading a mystery but this author has accomplished that and more. Well developed characters, really good story line and the author has covered just about everything a mystery reader could hope to find! Really, really enjoyed this book. Not one of those that tries to hard to come off as a ‘real, true’ story. Just good clean entertainment that covers all the bases for me!”
“I have a new favorite author! Blonde with a Dangerous ‘Do was a highly enjoyable, fun caper from beginning to end. The author’s power of description and dry wit makes the book come alive and fills it with interesting characters and situations. I found myself reaching to read another chapter whenever I could steal a free moment.”
I wrote my first novel in college at the University of Wyoming, played lead guitar in Pinky's bar as a member of "Suzy Q and the Quad City Ramblers," Got an English degree, then an engineering degree, worked a lot, got married to Traci (probably the best thing to ever happen), retired recently from said engineering and started writing again.
Now I write cheerfully demented novels about con artists and overweight PIs, play guitar a lot (on a very well used and loved 1954 Martin D-18 (for those of you who have guitar lust--centerfold picture available on request) and generally am having the best retirement ever.