Dying Embers
The second book in the Art Hardin Thriller series finds Art with his life up for grabs after a wealthy client's reclusive but prominent old flame winds up dead.
Dying Embers
Seeing things that no one else can is more than enough of a burden for anyone. Drake McCarty however, finds himself thrust into the position of liaison to an alien race at the tender age of sixteen. Bole and the other exiled Royal Guardsmen are friendly enough, and the work is fascinating. However, Drake is also often required to run dull errands for the large shape shifting aliens. A two story tall glowing blue elk might be something a National Park Ranger can explain away to a frightened tourist, but for anything in a populated area a human representative is needed. Meanwhile the civil war that drove the aliens from their home-world has arrived on Earth and the conflict begins anew. Drake is just learning to cope with the fact that his life is constantly in danger when an alien pod falls from the sky. Within hours of it striking an island in the border waters between Russia and the USA, McCarty is sent to retrieve the debris. He arrives to find international tensions the least of his worries. Inside are three embers, infants of Bole’s species; desperately afraid, injured, and carrying a dangerous contagion. Military medics make two startling discoveries; the embers have imprinted and bound themselves to McCarty, and the disease that they carry is terminal.
Dying Embers
Art Hardin, retired military intelligence officer turned private investigator, is content with his regular caseload involving insurance fraud and employee theft. So when a wealthy industrialist approaches Art to find an old flame, hes wary of taking on the case. Only when pressed by his wife, Wendy, does Art agree to help, but only if the decision to make contact is left to the missing person. The former lover, a reclusive but prominent artist who has changed her name, turns up dead shortly after Art locates her. His client charged with murder and his detectives license revoked, an angry Hardin finds himself the subject of "professional" surveillance, his office ransacked, and his life up for grabs as a shoot out erupts on the street. The FBI, long on requests and short on information, approaches Art for his help. to act as bait. Seemingly out of options, Art agrees, but with an ace up his sleeve. Aided by an outlaw motorcycle gang, Art decides that, this time, the bait is going to bite back.
Dying Embers and Shooting Stars
A chance remark by a sensitive daughter to her depressed mother sparks off this fulsome story. Unresolved issues, that have been haunting Margo for most of her adult life, are vividly recalled as she is catapulted into an intense psychological journey over a period of five days. Her re-awakening mind becomes increasingly aware that it has been set on automatic pilot for some years and little, further purpose is served by her accrued defences. In the process of review, she begins to recognize the psychic supports that have been with her all along and is somewhat surprised, as was the writer, at their identity. Internal landscapes range from a childhood in Scotland, to adulthood in Central Africa; from a stable village home, to a precarious city flat; from the wild, West Coast of Scotland, where gulls fly, to the wild streets of Glasgow, where gangs rule. The personal issues are explored with candour and pathos; but there is just as much genuine humour shared in the unfolding of these very human, and universally-recognized, life-situations. With its graphic imagery and flesh-and-blood characters, the story draws the reader into mystic worlds. The Author shines a light on the inner life and perpetual interconnectedness of all things and all beings. Ultimately, it is a tale of resilience and growth; insight and healing.
Dying Embers of a True Brit
Writing my novel is a kind of life experience. I was born in the twenty's in the days of the horse and cart that now seems to be back with the ark.A popular saying for old age pensioners of every generation has been, ' Give Me The Good Old Days. But this time it could it be true? My generation is the fastest change in our history. Two world wars and a technolodgy growing so fast its left us stunned. Has it done any damage to human nature. Education versus instinctiveness? Can we cope or is to much to take in, and what are the consequences? History has always proven there is a limit and should we beware? There's most probably millions of people asking the same question.
