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Blurb
When
an old friend disappears, Martin learns nothing is what it seems…
Martin Russell can barely face the future. With dismal life prospects and an estranged family, he is at the end of his rope. When an old friend, Hannah, elbows her way back into his life, Martin’s luck begins to turn around.
Hidden within the shadows of evil, there must be some good…
Ex-policeman Bobby Tanner lost everything one rage-filled night. Now he runs a reading group for alcoholics where he meets a young drug dealer, Zack, who disturbs him in a way that’s hard to define. Bobby soon discovers the teenager is in over his head and has been dealing with a despicable individual known as The Chemist.
The roots of evil run deeper than we imagine…
Martin’s lucky streak begins to unravel when Hannah suddenly goes missing, and he turns to a friend of a friend, Bobby, for help. Thrust into an underworld empire of corruption and half-truths, he learns his friend may not be who he thought she was.
In a shadowed world of deception, stalkers, and despicable drug dealers, Bobby and Martin must uncover the truth, and fast…
Several lives depend on it.
Martin Russell can barely face the future. With dismal life prospects and an estranged family, he is at the end of his rope. When an old friend, Hannah, elbows her way back into his life, Martin’s luck begins to turn around.
Hidden within the shadows of evil, there must be some good…
Ex-policeman Bobby Tanner lost everything one rage-filled night. Now he runs a reading group for alcoholics where he meets a young drug dealer, Zack, who disturbs him in a way that’s hard to define. Bobby soon discovers the teenager is in over his head and has been dealing with a despicable individual known as The Chemist.
The roots of evil run deeper than we imagine…
Martin’s lucky streak begins to unravel when Hannah suddenly goes missing, and he turns to a friend of a friend, Bobby, for help. Thrust into an underworld empire of corruption and half-truths, he learns his friend may not be who he thought she was.
In a shadowed world of deception, stalkers, and despicable drug dealers, Bobby and Martin must uncover the truth, and fast…
Several lives depend on it.
Excerpt
…but there was something gnawing
away at him; something about Zachary Jackson that was just not right. He seemed
like a good kid, a good son to a troubled mother and a dying father. But now
Bobby stood in the shadows watching Zack leave The Chemist's house and he
cursed his sixth sense.
The Chemist's house was one of a
pair of semis that were angled at the end of Shortcross Drive. The area was the
roughest part of the city, an independent borough with its own self-administered
terms of crime and punishment. The crimes that carried the heaviest forms of
punishment were those that affected The Chemist negatively. Punishments ranged
from being forced to cut his lawn for a month to having both your knees smashed
by a crow bar. And even worse penalties if you failed to insist to A&E
staff that you'd been hit by a car.
By the time the local police force
had recognised The Chemist's power, it was easier to leave him well alone than
to face the cost of breaking down his power base. The semi detached council
house was fortified more strongly than a clearing bank's vault. Over the years,
every door and window had been replaced and so heavily reinforced that it would
take a tank to force entry into the property.
Author bio and links
This is what Mike says:
It
was a strange and twisting road that led to the publication of my first novel.
From my humble beginnings, as an office clerk, to ownership of a multi-million
dollar business I always maintained my love for literature.
Born
and raised in Bristol, England. I spent most of my life in business, my
companies turning over in the region of $500 million. The majority of that time
marketing cars, eventually owning the largest Saab specialist in the world,
before a bitter divorce forced me rethink my priorities. Particularly between
2003 and 2005 when I had to accept that I was no longer a millionaire but
literally penniless. I avoided bankruptcy by the skin of my teeth and slowly
rebuilt my life.
This
led me to the life changing decision to leave the bustling city and move to
live halfway up a mountain in the Welsh valleys. At the same time I started a
part time six year English Literature course at Bristol University, and
attended creative writing classes at Cardiff University. I left school at
sixteen and this was my first taste of further education and an immense
challenge.
I
eventually adjusted my thinking to the academic life, and on 30 June 2015 had
confirmation of my 2.1(Hons) degree from Bristol University. At the same time I
also won the prestigious Hopkins Prize for my essay on Virginia Woolf and the
unsaid within her text. Now the university courses are finished it will, with
any luck, gives me plenty of extra time that I can devote to my fiction
writing.
Thanks
to the university experiences, my interest in English literature has flourished
over recent years. Hopefully I have evolved as a writer from my earlier work in
short stories (over ninety of them.) Although interestingly my first three
novels have all been developed from a long forgotten short story.
Life
is, once again, very good, and I live very happily halfway up a mountain, in
the Welsh Valleys, with my wonderful partner Mari, and our rescue dog Wolfie.
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Goodreads Mike Ross
Hi
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing some of your time with me on my Book Blast day for Hand Over Fist. It's a big day, being the day after the release of the first in the Out Of Hand series. The view from my bedroom window when I got up (5am !!) was gorgeous, with a thin wispy mist hanging over the hills.
Hand Over Fist, which is a crime thriller, evolved from a trip over the mountain to the next valley, to listen to the world famous Treorchy Male Voice Choir; which does not sound like a starting place for a story built around the underbelly of society, does it?
Have a good day
Michael Ross
Welcome to my site, Mike! Btw, I've been to Wales already (stayed a couple of times in Cardiff). Beautiful country!
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