The Club II

We lured him to a motel with a promised sexual encounter unlike anything he'd ever known. We made good on our promise. There was no sex, but it was without doubt unlike anything he'd ever known. We spiked his drink, teased, and toyed with him until he passed out. Then we tied him up, duct-taped his mouth, threw him into the trunk of our car and drove him to an abandoned farmhouse in the woods where he could scream himself hoarse without anyone hearing him. We waited until the drug wore off and then introduced him to pain. In the end we gave him a choice; he could tell us what we wanted to know and die quickly or die stripped naked with syrup poured in his ears, nose, eyes, and on other areas of his body while tied down in the vicinity of a fire ant community. We took him outside where he could view the area.  There were dozens of ant hills. I thanked him for his cooperation and made sure he saw me smile as I slit his throat. I can only speculate as to how deep corruption goes and who is involved in any given circumstance. I only know I will never fully trust my government ever again?

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The Club

Geoff arrived home, was arrested, tried, found guilty and executed for his fiancees' murder -- a crime he did not commit. He awoke from a drug-induced coma to learn his execution had been faked and he now owed the Club the next ten years of his life. He accepted the Club's conditions and became a member--there was no choice.

The Founding Fathers having fled tyrannical monarchies of Europe established the Club as insurance against their greatest fear -- a corrupt and ever expanding central government. The first name on the Club's founding documents can be found on the American Declaration of Independence.

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D.B. Cooper Where Are You

D.B. Cooper is wild and conservative, smart and stupid, careful and courageous. He has imagination, determination, and an adjustable conscience. You've got to like him and despise him. He is a pirate, a friend, a schemer, a drug dealer, a nurturer, a murderer, a family man. And now--a writer?  It’s an intriguing tale. But D.B. Cooper is not a story character, he is real. He planned and schemed and prepared to hijack a plane, then did it and got away with it. Look it up--it was in all the papers, on television, in conversations around the country, around the world. People will say D.B. Cooper, Where are You is fiction, it is some writer's fanciful account of what may have happened Could be. You know what they say about becoming a writer. Write about what you know. Seems like Walter Grant knows way too much about skyjacking and growing pot. Sort of like D.B. Cooper.

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A Sound of Freedom

Troubled by a large number of KGB agents operating freely in the US, the lackadaisical attitude of the general population, and the media's irresponsible depiction of communism, an ex-double agent sets out to use all he has learned in his position as a captain in the KGB's western intelligence section. He was all that stood between the soviets and their plan to take control of the first test launch of the Peacekeeper--America's newest ICBM. The soviets aimed to destroy several cities along the southern California coast--an apparent accident. This, they surmised, would show America too incompetent and irresponsible to be allowed to develop high-tech weapons. The Soviet Union would become the world's only super power. The marine has his own demons to fight, both past and present. Complicating his life and his one man war against the KGB is the woman he met and fell in love with--she is a mystery.

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Fulltiming - RVing America Through the Eyes of Honeybee The Cat

Fulltiming, based on real places and real events while fulltiming for 12 years, is the story of a cat living in a recreational vehicle with her (human) parents. Honeybee tells the story from her perspective as she travels the highways and bi-ways of America. Curiosity lands Honeybee in many awkward and often life threatening situations. Honeybee takes you from "kittenhood" to a glimpse of the hereafter; from the bold and daring of her youth to the autumn years when watching life pass by her window and reminiscing is enough. Dreams, visions perhaps, of the ancient past haunt Honeybee for the greater part of her life; near the end dreams and reality are often indistinguishable.