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Two weeks, Kyle Clady has been propelling himself forward. Fourteen days of trying to unravel the people and reasons behind the senseless murder of his wife in Balboa Park. A desperate search that pushed him harder and farther than any he experienced as a Navy SEAL. A journey that finally ends tonight. Rising with the sun, Kyle finds himself in a newly formed alliance. A shared venture with someone he was facing off against just hours before, each recognizing a kindred spirit in the other. A fellow fighter with a shared enemy. A man with goals parallel to his own, each needing something from the other. A trust Kyle is willing to extend to finally give himself and his wife both the peace they deserve. Across town at that very moment, Detective Marsh is on the backend of another long night. A desperate search in the face of mounting pressures and dwindling time, his entire focus on uncovering the identity of the woman alluded to by the last surviving associate of the Wolves. A woman that is already busy with her own list of tasks. Final threads to be snipped clean, allowing her and her employer to move forward. Four individuals serving as a subset of the many affected by the events of the last couple of weeks. People continually pushing onward in search of the conclusion they’ve been chasing for so long…
Author
I originally hail from the midwest, growing up in the heart of farm country, and still consider it, along with West Tennessee, my co-home. Between the two, I have a firm belief that football is the greatest of all past-times, sweet tea is really the only acceptable beverage for any occasion, there is not an event on earth that either gym shorts or boots can't be worn to, and that Dairy Queen is the best restaurant on the planet. Further, southern accents are a highly likeable feature on most everybody, English bulldogs sit atop the critter hierarchy, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with a Saturday night spent catfishing at the lake. Since leaving the midwest I've been to college in New England, grad school in the Rockies, and lived in over a dozen different cities ranging from DC to Honolulu along the way. Each and every one of these experiences has shaped who I am at this point, a fact I hope is expressed in my writing. I have developed enormous affinity for locales and people of every size and shape, and even if I never figure out a way to properly convey them on paper, I am very much grateful for their presence in my life. To sum it up, I asked a very good friend recently how they would describe me for something like this. Their response: "Plagued by realism and trained by experiences/education to be a pessimist, you somehow remain above all else an active dreamer." While I can't say those are the exact words I would choose, I can't say they're wrong. I travel, live in different places, try new foods, meet all kinds of different people, and above all else stay curious to a fault. Here's hoping it continues to provide us all with some pretty good stories...
