Doug Beed’s “Chasing Understanding in the Jungles of Vietnam” debuts as bestseller

SUNBURY PRESS BOOKS

HOT SPRINGS, Ark.— Sunbury Press has released Chasing Understanding in the Jungles of Vietnam, Doug Beed’s memoir of his service as a grunt in the Black Scarves.

About the Book:
Author Doug Beed relates his memories of the men and missions during his year (1968-69) as a combat soldier with the First Infantry Division in Vietnam. After two years of college he couldn’t afford to continue so he was forced to relinquish his student deferment and enter the draft. He tried various strategies to get a non-combat job; nevertheless he ended up in the infantry and was assigned to Vietnam.

The stories in this book depict the year Doug spent in Alpha Company where he spent days on patrols finding and killing North Vietnamese soldiers along the hundreds of miles of trails heading for the Saigon. These stories range from funny to tragic, from uplifting to extremely frustrating…

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Union captures Vicksburg! “I can’t spare this man. He fights!” says Lincoln of US Grant.

tlg_fcVICKSBURG, Miss. — Sunbury Press has released Taking Lady Gibraltar: Grant’s Convoluted Tour de Force in the West, Dick Schwirian’s historical novel about the capture of Vicksburg, Mississippi by Union forces in 1863.

About the Book:
Taking of Lady Gibraltar is about one of the major events of the Civil War, the campaign to seize Vicksburg by Union forces under Ulysses S. Grant. Before 1863, Vicksburg, situated on high bluffs overlooking the Mississippi River, was thought to be impregnable. Grant created a new reality. The capture of Vicksburg and its garrison was, if not the signature northern victory of the Civil War, at least among the top contenders. It denied the Confederacy free access to the Mississippi River, it split the South in two, and, perhaps most importantly, it ultimately persuaded Abraham Lincoln to appoint Grant commander of all Union armies. In the words of the sixteenth president: “I can’t spare this man. He fights.”

It may be inaccurate to say that Grant won the Civil War for the North, but there is truth in the claim. His success, first in the west and later in the east, was phenomenal. Was he a military genius? Probably not. But he had a keen sense for the opportunistic moment and the fortitude to pursue a course of action relentlessly, once chosen. The Taking of Lady Gibraltar illustrates these qualities—and some shortcomings—in an exciting and stimulating read for anyone who loves Civil War history and historical fiction.

Battle of Vicksburg

Battle of Vicksburg

Excerpt:
April 7, 1862 – The Shiloh Battlefield

On the second day of battle, Union skirmishers began forming their lines at 3:00 AM and were ordered to find the enemy. They did. The evening before, P.G.T. Beauregard had entertained great hopes for taking the day for the Confederacy but was unaware of the Union reinforcements under Don Carlos Buell, who were then arriving from Nashville under cover of darkness. Beauregard had lost half his men on the first day of battle; Grant had gained twenty thousand more. The fighting on the second day was intense but brief. By 4:00 PM, Beauregard ordered a general withdrawal to Corinth, Mississippi in the middle of a cold, relentless hailstorm, some of the hailstones as big as eggs and as hard as musket balls.

Had he wanted to, Grant could have pursued and destroyed Beauregard’s exhausted army. Pursuit of a defeated foe was, after all, a maxim of military tactical manuals. However, pursuit was an undertaking that his own bone-weary, mud-caked army might not be able to sustain. They were tired too.

About the Author:
Dick Schwirian resides in the South Hills of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania with his wife Jo.

Taking Lady Gibraltar: Grant’s Convoluted Tour de Force in the West
Authored by Dick Schwirian
List Price: $19.95
6″ x 9″ (15.24 x 22.86 cm)
Black & White on Cream paper
452 pages
Sunbury Press, Inc.
ISBN-13: 978-1620066508
ISBN-10: 1620066505
BISAC: Fiction / War & Military

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Paul Sorvino: “‘The Making of a Don’ is atavistic, primitive, and oh so hard to put down.”

NEW YORK — Sunbury Press has released The Making of a Don, Charles Ursitti’s fictionalized account of the rise of a Mafia boss in New York’s Little Italy decades ago.

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Paul Sorvino

What Others Are Saying:
This book is most rare in its chronicling of a mafia family. Ursitti tells the story without sentimentality or literary agenda. As easily as ordering a plate of pasta with sausages. His style seeks no approval for itself but in short order the minimalism, nay innocence, compels and invades so that you feel you are in the very rooms where the hits are agreed to and business is set aright and lurking death is assuaged once more. Atavistic, primitive and oh so hard to put down! — PAUL SORVINO (actor: Good Fellas, Nixon, Law & Order, Murder She Wrote, Moonlighting …)

About the Book:
Frankie Boy reminisces about his childhood living in a big, Italian, Mafia family in New York City and how excited everyone would get each time Uncle Frank, also his mentor and idol, came by his grandma’s house for a delicious, Italian meal. Uncle Frank is Frankie Boy’s entire world growing up, and he continues to be so throughout his life. However, Frankie Boy wants to pave his own path in life, a life of legitimacy, and a life where his hard-earned degree is being put to good use. With the help and support of Uncle Frank, he is able to do so. However, life doesn’t always unravel exactly as we’d like it to, especially when your uncle is Capo dei Capi, Boss of Bosses, and Frankie Boy finds himself once again searching for his place and purpose in life. Uncle Frank once again offers him the opportunity to learn tmoad_fcthe family business, and after much deliberating, Frankie Boy begins learning the ins and outs of mob life with his best friend Nicky at his side, a loyal and loving friend that goes to extreme lengths to ensure the success of Frankie.

The Making of a Don is a raw and very real portrayal of the inner workings and hierarchy of the Italian Mafia. Frankie Boy works his way up from the very bottom with the experienced guidance of his uncle, and he learns that even those that are closest, those that are “family,” can still betray you in the worst ways possible. Frankie must decide who he can really trust, who has his back, and what lengths to take to protect his business, his family, and his friendships. Nothing is at it seems when you’re in the mob, and Frankie must find ways to ensure all five families are happy and under his thumb.

About the Author:
Charles J. Ursitti grew up in New York City and has spent most of his life there.

After working in the corporate world for ten years, Charles turned his talents into producing and promoting billiards. His events were aired on ABC’s Wide World of Sports with Howard Cosell for five years, CBS Sports Spectacular with John Madden for seven years, NBC’s Sport World, ESPN, USA Cable and numerous other local cable stations. He managed and promoted the legends of the game including Willie Mosconi, Minnesota Fats, and Steve Mizerak, just to name a few. He also created

Charles Ursitti (right) shaking Willie Mosconi's hand while Howard Cosell looks on.

Charles Ursitti (right) shaking Willie Mosconi’s hand while Howard Cosell looks on.

the most accurate and complete history of both pocket billiards and three cushion billiards from their inception in 1878 to present times. He is known as one of the most knowledgeable billiard historians in the world. His efforts were rewarded when on October 29, 2015 Charlie became the 66th inductee in the prestigious Billiard Congress of America’s Hall of Fame.

Charlie was also a firearms designer and a professional skeet, trap and handgun shooter. After a severe car accident in April of 2000, he retired from shooting and turned his skills to writing. He wrote for several billiard magazines and then turned to writing novels.

The Making Of A Don is his first published novel.

The Making of a Don
Authored by Charles J. Ursitti
List Price: $9.99
5.5″ x 8.5″ (13.97 x 21.59 cm)
Black & White on Cream paper
144 pages
Sunbury Press, Inc.
ISBN-13: 978-1620066775
ISBN-10: 1620066777
BISAC: Fiction / Thrillers / Crime

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Was Jack the Ripper harvesting female organs for an Elixir of Life?

LONDON — Sunbury Press have released Michael L. Hawley’s book, The Ripper’s Haunts, revealing his research into the motivations of the Victorian serial killer. Was Jack the Ripper harvesting female organs for an Elixir of Life?

About the Book:
coverHidden from history for over a century, the name of Scotland Yard’s key suspect in the mysterious Jack the Ripper murders was rediscovered in 1993. He was arrested, jumped bail, sneaked out of England―and then the murders stopped. Tracing his footsteps through Victorian London has revealed haunting finds. A macabre wax museum operated just yards away from the first vicious attack, in which the proprietor callously showcased explicit wax models of the fiend’s victims, presented to the public just hours after each untimely death. A clandestine police investigation was being quietly pursued, based upon a Jekyll-Hyde theory that the killer was harvesting female organs in his quest to create an elixir of life. Surprisingly, actor-producer Richard Mansfield’s The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde was showing at the famous Lyceum Theatre in London during the 1888 Autumn of terror; incredibly, the employees of the theater were members of an organization that was also in search of the precious elixir. Recent studies on the Jack the Ripper murders performed by experts in forensic science, sociology, and criminal profiling support the conclusion that the person linked to these graphic killings would be someone interested in the three types of anatomical organs taken from the victims; someone like this very suspect.

Contents:
Mysterious Murders Begin, the Formative Stage of the Ripper Investigation
A Single Killer, Jack the Ripper
Whitechapel’s Wax Chamber of Horrors, 1888
Anatomical and Pathological Museums
The Suspect
Escape from England
Tumblety and Anatomical Models and Museums
Tumblety the Woman Hater
The Elixir of Life
Conclusion and Coincidences
Jottings of a Ripperologist

About the Author:
Michael Hawley holds a master’s degree in invertebrate paleontology and secondary science education from the State University of New York, College of Buffalo, and a bachelor’s degree in geology and geophysics from Michigan State University. He has published ten research articles in Ripperologist,Whitechapel Society Journal, andCasebook Examiner. He is the author of Curse of the Bayou Beast(fiction, 2015), Jack’s Lantern (fiction, 2014),The Ripper’s Hellbroth (fiction, 2013), and Searching for Truth with a Broken Flashlight (nonfiction, 2010). He has been involved in genealogical research since 1992, which ultimately led to his interest in Ripperology research. He is a commander and naval aviator in the U.S. Navy (retired), and is currently enjoying a career as a secondary earth science and chemistry teacher at Tonawanda City High School. He resides with his wife and six children in Greater Buffalo, New York.

The Ripper’s Haunts
Authored by Michael L Hawley
List Price: $16.95
6″ x 9″ (15.24 x 22.86 cm)
Black & White on Cream paper
240 pages
Sunbury Press, Inc.
ISBN-13: 978-1620067246
ISBN-10: 1620067242
BISAC: True Crime / Murder / Serial Killers

Also available on Kindle
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Directed energy weapon subject of first novel by former US vice admiral

ANNAPOLIS, Md. — Sunbury Press has released vice admiral Scot McCauley’s first novel, Israel Under Siege, concerning the international intrigue around a viable directed energy weapon (DEW).

About the Book:
ius_fcIn a desperate scramble for energy, Japan and China are on a collision course–and Russia finds itself caught in the middle. Cole Palmer, and his wife, Liz, professors at the University of Indiana, but previously government operatives, find themselves plunged into this perilous situation when a close friend, Jack Tisdale, is wounded and trapped in a remote part of China. Tisdale had been dispatched by Secretary of State David Andrews to mount a covert US/Russian reconnaissance mission of a highly secretive Chinese research facility funded and directed by the international billionaire, Kenryo Chen. Rumors focus on a possible technological break-through in the area of directed energy.

Both Cole and Liz Palmer have good reason to be wary of Andrews, a man known to ruthlessly put people, even friends, in harm’s way to advance his personal objectives. Cole had been nearly killed during a previous operation set in motion by Andrews during the previous administration when Andrews served as National Security Adviser.

With a strong sense of loyalty and obligation to his close friend, Cole takes the lead and successfully rescues Tisdale. But returning to Washington, they are unable to extricate themselves from a vastly more sinister plot.

As Andrews prepares for the World Summit Conference in St. Petersburg, one to which China has not been invited; a priceless piece of intelligence is delivered to him by Cole and Liz. They have made contact with a highly placed Russian source, someone who believes that the intelligence will help Russia to move to the West. Cole and Liz will ultimately have to protect their source by spiriting him out of Russia using means that involve, without his knowledge, the President of the United States.

As the world powers focus on the upcoming World Summit Conference in St. Petersburg and escalating tensions of a global energy war, Kenryo Chen seizes the opportunity to play out his long festering hatred of the Zionist nation. The deployment of the Directed Energy Weapon to the United States foreshadows the first step of a well-conceived diabolical plan to destroy Israel.

The suspenseful account of this unexpected crisis raises the temperature to a boiling point. The outcome will prove to be as much of a surprise to Cole Palmer as it is to the reader. This is a thriller that suggests what the headlines might be in the very near future.

Excerpt:
Manas, Kyrgyzstan.
Six men outfitted in black Nomex jumpsuits, skin caps with integrated miniature communication headsets, inflatable assault vests with magazine pouches, nervously fidgeted outside a small rust-eaten trailer. It was two hours before the first signs of dawn and dark clouds towered into the stratosphere. A line of thunderstorms to the northeast with flashes of lightening added to the foreboding atmosphere. Pulsating lights from a nearby idling Special Forces helicopter casted a dancing glare on the dew glistened tarmac. Across the runway, intermittent puffs of morning mist distorted the recently completed new Manas International Airport . . . surreal images of glass and metal structures crisscrossing without endpoints. The U.S Support Facility’s corrugated Quonset-huts and trailers across the tarmac were a far cry from the more modern airport buildings, but they served their inconspicuous purpose . . . sustaining a high tempo of logistic support to Afghanistan. There was little formal protocol with the Kyrgyz government or airport authority. They didn’t care what was going-on across the tarmac as long as the outrageous rent was paid . . . rent that provided long runways for the U.S Air Force and no requirement for detailed flight plans.

Captain McGraw and his combat tested team of Special Forces had been through the drill many times before, but their dislike of patience was evident. They rechecked their weapons over and over before stowing them in waterproof pouches . . . H&R submachine guns with silencers and 9-mm Glock automatics, while muttering comments on why shit always had to happen in the middle of the night. There was one late arrival who was standing with McGraw. Jack Tisdale, a former SEAL, had replaced his best friend, Cole Palmer, as head of a secret State Department covert section. He had been tasked personally by the Secretary of State, David Andrews, for what Andrews called a joint U.S/Russian reconnaissance operation . . . whatever in the hell that meant.

The team sized up Tisdale as someone who could take care of himself. He had a compact build, about five-nine, a hundred sixty, broad shoulders down to an athletic waistline and short cropped hair. The giveaway was that he carried himself as only Special Forces do. They also knew that their boss would not jeopardize the operation with an untested ringer.

Tisdale answered his cell phone and turned to McGraw. “Okay, we have ten minutes before liftoff. Truffle made another pass and confirmed a clean drop area.” Truffle was the downlink picture from a state of the art Global Hawk drone that was orbiting their destination, a high mountainous pass separating Kyrgyzstan and China. McGraw did not bark any order but simply nodded his head to the team and they quickly stuffed their gear inside the helo. As the helo lifted up dipping its nose, Tisdale yanked his seatbelt trying to ignore the uneasiness in his gut. Crossing the border into China without a clear-cut mission made him nervous. The only positive thing that Tisdale counted on was joining-up with the Russian counterpart, Mikhail Nakolova, a former Spetsnaz officer who he knew well and trusted. He also was banking on getting some mission answers and specifically how he got shanghaied into being part of it. He flashed back to last week’s Washington’s intelligence briefings. Once the window dressing was peeled back, it appeared to Tisdale that the U.S agreed . . . or more specifically, David Andrews . . . to a high level request from the Kremlin for Jack Tisdale, to be part of a joint U.S/Russian surveillance operation into the Western Chinese border area. When he questioned the Washington analysts, it became clear they were also in the dark like him . . . which he didn’t believe. The storyline was that the Russians were spooked by something going-on at a remote Chinese research facility across the border. And supposedly, the Russians were hitting blanks with satellite and signal intercepts in their attempts to find out. Then, when a Russian version of the U.S intelligence platform, the U2, went missing while flying a so-called ‘training’ mission over the area, the Kremlin went nuts. Since that time, covering about three weeks, all search and rescue attempts had been stubbornly refused by the Chinese. The Chinese line was straight forward. The loss of an aircraft was a complete fabrication by the Russians to infiltrate the area and find out about the research facility. The green eye-shade folks in DIA (Defense Intelligence Agency) had nothing from satellite surveillance to support the loss of the aircraft and the State Department Western China Desk was unaware of any significant happenings in the vast desert region. Tisdale had given up trying to figure it out but the uneasy feeling that David Andrews had again cooked something up to enhance his political aspirations remained. And now in the middle of the night in some god-forsaken land, he was part of a mission without understanding what game was being played.

About the Author:
Scot McCauley is a retired naval officer with over 30 years of active duty service in the U.S. Navy. He is highly decorated and was awarded several Bronze Stars for combat service and the Purple Heart. Admiral McCauley received a BSEE from the U.S. Naval Academy in Annapolis. He subsequently earned masters and doctoral degrees in finance and economics and studied at the Royal Naval College in Greenwich, England.

Admiral McCauley’s sea service included command of river boats in Vietnam, destroyers, cruisers and aircraft carrier battle groups. He ultimately commanded all Naval Surface Forces in the Atlantic.

His shore assignments included Commandant of Midshipmen at the United States Naval Academy and several Washington tours associated with the programming and budgeting of major weapon systems including sponsorship of the Center for Naval Analysis.

Following retirement from the naval service, Admiral McCauley has been employed as a corporate officer, foundation director and consultant. Admiral McCauley has served on numerous corporate boards including Pacific Specialty Insurance Company, Actuarial Consulting Group, Northrop Grumman Ship Systems, Nortel Government Solutions and High-Tech Engineering.

Israel Under Siege
Authored by Scot McCauley
List Price: $16.95
5.5″ x 8.5″ (13.97 x 21.59 cm)
Black & White on Cream paper
232 pages
Sunbury Press, Inc.
ISBN-13: 978-1620066751
ISBN-10: 1620066750
BISAC: Fiction / Espionage

Also available on Kindle
For more information, please see:
http://www.sunburypressstore.com/Israel-Under-Siege-97816…

Tramerica tour guide arrested in India for possession of goddess statue

LOS ANGELES — Sunbury Press has released Jack Adler’s The Rage of Kali, his fourth Derry Greene thriller..

About the Book:
Derry Greene is on the road again, investigating the arrest of one of Tramerica’s tour guides in India. He goes to ameliorate the company’s image when the guide is charged with illegal possession of a statuette of the Hindu goddess, Kali, and the death of his Indian girlfriend. In the process, a secret cabal kidnaps Greene as a token American in a lethal plot to destabilize Pakistan. The sister of the murdered girl comes to the rescue. Time becomes of the essence as they try to survive and warn authorities of the dangerous threat to Pakistan.

Excerpt:
rok_fcThe car came to an abrupt halt right behind the two trucks carrying all the men heavily armed with AK-47s and their equipment. Dawn had broken, and I could see that we must be at a clearing on a coast by the Arabian Sea. There didn’t seem to be any village or even a dock. Two boats, no more than 30 feet long, lay tugged onto the small strip of sandy shore to avoid slipping into the sea. They looked like fishing boats with nets on their bows, but I couldn’t be sure. My hands were tied behind my back as I tried to maneuver in the back seat to see more. No one was in sight until one man, standing on the boat closest to the shore, waved at the newcomers.

The scene looked bucolic, but this was misleading. Palm trees swayed a bit inland and the sea air was bracing, but a terrible event was unfolding.

All I could think of was how I could escape. At first I thought I was kidnapped in Mumbai to be held as a hostage for ransom. But then I realized Cranagh and his terrorist crew had other plans for me! At the camp deeper in the forest, where we stayed before the drive here, I had actually been given some martial arts training, target practice at a makeshift shooting range, and instruction in urban and street fighting. Why? Did they really expect me to be a fellow-terrorist?

Never! If that were the case I’d find a way to shoot myself first. There was no way I would fight for them. I had been held captive before, by the Abu Sayyaf group in the Philippines and by the IRA in Ireland. But neither group wanted me to fight with them! I couldn’t believe this whole insane campaign was actually going to happen. But Cranagh and his band of terrorist-cum-Kali followers, including me as a token American, were about to embark on a deadly suicide-certain mission.

Nothing in my background had prepared me for what was transpiring. I’d been in tough scrapes before such as in the Philippines and Ireland but nothing like this. There had to be some way to get loose, but they kept such a tight check on me. Perspiration coated my forehead and back. I had never felt so powerless. I could make a break for it here but I wouldn’t get far. I’d have to find another way. But what?

Now Cranagh and his driver, Mouri-a sour-faced Indian-exited the car. With my hands still tied, Mouri pulled me outside the auto. Cranagh had this look of expectation on his bronzed face. His dark eyes were fixed at some inner vision. In Mumbai he was a successful middle-aged businessman running an art and antiques gallery. Here, he was the leader of a group of fanatical terrorists about to commit a terrible crime.

What was going to happen now? Were we really going to attack Pakistan?

Everything that occurred since I was kidnapped in Mumbai fleeted before me. It was sheer coincidence that I accompanied Sanjay Naxit on his going to a meeting of some secret society of Kali devotees. They called themselves “Friends of Kali.” Little friendship had been shown to me. The Hindu goddess had just meant statuettes of her multi-armed figure-a few real but mostly faked figurines-to me until I was sent by Tramerica, my company, to sort out the problems of one of our tour guides who had been stopped by Indian Customs with false provenance papers on a fraudulent statue which had cocaine traces in the statue’s woodwork. He also had a few other difficulties such as being suspected of serving as a drug courier and causing the death of a young Indian woman over a botched romance. Instead of solving these predicaments, I had unintentionally created another deadlier one myself.

Adler_smAbout the Author:
Jack Adler is a Los Angeles-based author. The Rage of Kali is the fourth in a series of novels featuring Tramerica’s travel investigator, Derry Greene who ventures to different destinations. The first three novels are City Havoc, The Impresario of Terror, and Irish Spring.

Adler has published several novels including The Apostate, The Montrell Tapes, and Ditzy & Champion, as well as a historical trilogy about ancient Rome and Parthia. Nonfiction books includeSoulmates From The Pages of History, Splendid Seniors: Great Lives/Great Deeds, and a pair of travel books: Make Steady Money As A Travel Writer-Without Traveling andThere’s A Bullet Hole In Your Window.

The Rage of Kali
Authored by Jack Adler
List Price: $16.95
5.5″ x 8.5″ (13.97 x 21.59 cm)
Black & White on White paper
248 pages
Sunbury Press, Inc.
ISBN-13: 978-1620066911
ISBN-10: 1620066912
BISAC: Fiction / Espionage

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Former CIA deep cover operative called into action to secure oil supply in Africa

MECHANICSBURG, Pa. coe_fc— Sunbury Press has released Choice of Enemies, M. A. Richards’ first Nathan Monsarrat spy thriller.

A tale of greed, betrayal, and vengeance, CHOICE OF ENEMIES is the first in a series of espionage novels featuring Nathan Monsarrat, a retired Central Intelligence Agency deep cover operative with an extensive knowledge of black gold and expertise in weapons, women, and Benjamins.

Light sweet crude is the mother’s milk of the Niger Delta. As the price for each barrel of oil rises on the international markets and the stakes for securing the black gold increase, a consortium of American oil companies and the Central Intelligence Agency plot to secure the flow of the crude. In Africa, though, plans unravel as quickly as cheap socks, and promises between partners have the lifespan of a mayfly.

Nathan, now a Dean at a small college in Massachusetts, is visited by his former mentor at the Agency, who offers him a blunt choice: either travel to the Dark Continent to lay the groundwork for the coup d’état, or condemn the woman who saved his life to a brutal execution. Out of options, he returns to Africa, where he discovers that the Agency plans to reward his services with an oil soaked grave.

Assisted by a coterie of new and old allies, including a beautiful vor with a thirst for power and a yeshiva bocher with a fondness for Armani suits, as well as his own sharp intelligence, considerable wit, and substantial charm, Nathan parries the Agency, circumvents the consortium, and exacts his own vengeance. In doing so, he learns that his choice of friends is as important as his choice of enemies.

EXCERPT:
In the cool of the African dawn, six armored Suburbans bulled through the sodden Delta jungle toward Bonny Island. In their wake, whirlwinds of red dirt billowed upward toward the crown canopy. Inside the vehicles, frigid air filtered the jungle stench of rot and decay. Felix Sanhedrin, a twenty-five-year veteran of covert operations in Africa and the Middle East, sat on the rear bench of the convoy’s second Suburban like Allan Quatermain returned to the Dark Continent. White linen slacks, a blue Oxford shirt, a silk ascot, and a freshly pressed, khaki bush jacket adorned his thin frame. A device more computer than chronometer rested on his left wrist. His felt slouch hat boasted a faux leopard-skin band, and his canvas jungle boots gleamed. A Glock 19 nested in a leather holster on his right hip.

Sanhedrin’s new boots rested atop two green, canvas duffel bags stuffed with Benjamin Franklins, and he carried with him, like a talisman, the blessings of the Mandarins who guided the operations of the Central Intelligence Agency in Langley, Virginia. Despite their stated policy to never negotiate with the enemies of the United States, Sanhedrin had convinced the éminences grises to ransom his assistant, Nathan Monsarrat, from the rebel group called Fighters Against Terror in Africa, or FATA.

He issued orders like a young boy presenting Santa Claus with his Christmas list. “First rule: I’m in charge, and my word is law. Second rule: we take only Monsarrat with us. Final rule: my money’s bought your silence. Neither you nor your shooters nor your medics will speak of this mission to anyone. Never repeat, never. Capish, my new friend?”

Next to Sanhedrin, Mark Palmer wore funereal black, a shooter’s vest, tee shirt, tactical pants, jungle boots, baseball cap, Nomex gloves, and sunglasses. Years beneath the African sun had braised his face and arms. He was clean shaven, and his hair was cut in a brown bristle. Military tattoos covered both his forearms, and blue veins latticed his knotted muscles. He carried an M4 rifle, a brace of Heckler and Koch P30 pistols in nylon holsters strapped to his thighs, a combat knife, commo gear, and four P30 magazines looped onto his belt. The shooter’s vest held extra M4 mags.

He spoke with a soft, Southern drawl. “Five by five, Mr. Scarnagh. No worries. We were never here.”

M.A.Richards -tallABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Born in Lowell, Massachusetts, M. A. Richards received his Bachelor of Arts degree in Theater Studies from Connecticut College and his Master of Arts degree in English from the University of Massachusetts at Amherst. During a career as a Cultural Attaché in the Department of State that spanned more than two decades, he served in Baghdad, Jerusalem, Lagos, Moscow, Seoul, Tel Aviv, and Washington, D.C. He also served at U.S. Pacific Command in Honolulu as the Special Advisor to the Commander. He speaks Arabic, Hebrew, Korean, and Russian.

FROM THE AUTHOR:
A true labor of love, CHOICE OF ENEMIES grew from my 24(+) years as a Cultural Attaché with the Department of State. During my years as a diplomat, I spent much time in Africa and worked in many countries, including Nigeria, South Africa, and Namibia. My first-hand experiences and adventures (and misadventures) were a petri dish for incubating the story. I’d like to say the novel sprung entire and polished from my head, like Athena springing fully armored from the forehead of Zeus, but all that the birth of CHOICE OF ENEMIES had in common with that particular piece of mythology was the feeling of an axe cleaving my brain. First novels are notoriously difficult to bring to fruition, and this one took eighteen months to write, but like any difficult child who survived a tough start, I am very proud of the book and its hero, Nathan Monsarrat. He’s a good man, steady, dependable, and smart, but not without neuroses. Still, if I had to go into a dark alley at night in one of the planet’s nastier shitholes to meet a scumbag like Felix Sanhedrin (Monsarrat’s bête noire), I would want Nathan on my six.

Choice of Enemies: A Nathan Monsarrat Thriller
Authored by M A Richards
List Price: $16.95
6″ x 9″ (15.24 x 22.86 cm)
Black & White on White paper
224 pages
Sunbury Press, Inc.
ISBN-13: 978-1620066621
ISBN-10: 1620066629
BISAC: Fiction / Espionage

Also available in hardcover and on Kindle

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