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Private Investigations 3: A John Rourke detective Story (Private Investigations: John Rourke Private Detective Stories) Kindle Edition Book 3 of 3: Private Investigations: John Rourke Private Detective Stories by W. W. Watson(Author)Format: Kindle Edition J
Book 3 of 3: Private Investigations: John Rourke Private Detective Stories

John Rourke is a private detective with contacts and a license to practice from New York to Arizona. He has the resources he needs across the country to find the information he needs to crack the toughest cases. Ex-cops, ex-Cons, snitches, stoolies, drug addicts, criminals, drug dealers and any kind of scum of the earth you can imagine or care to name. He knows the seedy side of life and to some people that makes him indispensable…

Book three:

The silence was broken by the distant screech of a hawk, its cry sharp and piercing against the vast silence of the desert. It was a lonely sound, a perfect metaphor for the state of my own soul. I was tired, bone-deep tired. Sleep was a luxury I couldn’t afford, nightmares a constant companion. The faces of the victims, the ones I’d found along Rieser’s trail, haunted my dreams. Each one a testament to the brutal efficiency of a man who knew how to erase his tracks… #BookWorm #Readers #KindleUnlimited #WWWatson #Crime #Noir #Mystery #PrivateEye


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Challenger 3D model – www.Wendellsweet.com #Dodge #Challenger #3DModel #3DCarModel #GameReady #DellSweet

This model is a 1971 Dodge Challenger. I never owned one. There were few for sale, and I preferred the 1962 Chevy Impala I drove, or the Dusters I owned. I also owned several other muscle cars that I drove. I liked the Dodge Challenger but not enough to get one. I did like the white one in the movie Vanishing point. This model is designed and rendered in Direct X. I included renders in Obj, 3DS and FBX as well as Direct X. The ZIP file also includes the maps and graphics as shown in the images below.


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Private Investigations 2: A John Rourke detective Story (Private Investigations: John Rourke Private Detective Stories) Kindle Edition Book 2 of 3: Private Investigations: John Rourke Private Detective Stories by W. W. Watson(Author)Format: Kindle Edition J
Book 2 of 3: Private Investigations: John Rourke Private Detective Stories
John Rourke is a private detective with contacts and a license to practice from New York to Arizona. He has the resources he needs across the country to find the information he needs to crack the toughest cases. Ex-cops, ex-Cons, snitches, stoolies, drug addicts, criminals, drug dealers and any kind of scum of the earth you can imagine or care to name. He knows the seedy side of life and to some people that makes him indispensable…

Book two:


My apartment, usually a sanctuary of quiet solitude, became a temporary forensic lab. The dining table transformed into a command center, littered with maps, photographs, financial records, and transcripts of intercepted phone calls. The air hung heavy with the scent of stale coffee and the lingering aroma of cheap takeout containers. Days bled into nights as I painstakingly organized the evidence, meticulously documenting every detail, creating a comprehensive narrative that would stand up to the scrutiny of the legal system… #BookWorm #Readers #KindleUnlimited #WWWatson #Crime #Noir #Mystery #PrivateEye


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Private Investigations 1: A John Rourke detective Story (Private Investigations: John Rourke Private Detective Stories) Kindle Edition Book 1 of 3: Private Investigations: John Rourke Private Detective Stories by W. W. Watson(Author)Format: Kindle Edition

John Rourke is a private detective with contacts and a license to practice from New York to Arizona. He has the resources he needs across the country to find the information he needs to crack the toughest cases. Ex-cops, ex-Cons, snitches, stoolies, drug addicts, criminals, drug dealers and any kind of scum of the earth you can imagine or care to name. He knows the seedy side of life and to some people that makes him indispensable…

Book one:

The chipped paint on my beat-up Ford Falcon was flaking like old skin. The smell of stale coffee clung to the interior like a cheap perfume, a constant, bitter reminder of the long hours ahead. Across the street, Paul Fields’ two-story colonial loomed, a picture of suburban perfection, a stark contrast to the cramped discomfort of my temporary office. The relentless hum of traffic on Hemlock Drive was a dull, throbbing ache in my skull, a soundtrack to this tedious ballet of surveillance. My gut churned, not from the coffee, but from the gnawing feeling that I was hemorrhaging money, bleeding my retainer dry on this seemingly pointless stakeout…

#BookWorm #Readers #KindleUnlimited #WWWatson #Crime #Noir #Mystery #PrivateEye


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The end has come for most of the world’s population. Small groups of survivors are picking up the pieces… Learning to live again…

When the sun began to peek over the top of the ridge on the opposite shore of the Black River, everyone filed out to the two remaining trucks. It had been decided that Mike and Jan would stay behind while the others went in search of the stolen truck. They switched on and tested two sets of F.M. radios.

#Dystopian #ApocalypticFiction #Horror #Readers #BookLovers #KU #KindleUnlimited

City of the Dead

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0F4Z988YB

Audible: https://www.audible.com/ac/City-of-the-Dead-Audiobook/B0F4YZY46Z

“Hey,” he said. A young guy. Unshaven. Wild hair. I could smell the street on him. His teeth were yellowed and chipped. Looked to be blackening in places I saw. His tongue continuously licked at his cracked lips. I couldn’t speak. Wouldn’t have known what to say if I had been able to, and I was having a very hard time keeping my eyes open. The lights were too bright. 

“Hey,” he said again. “I didn’t know you would be naked… In a bath tub… He didn’t say that… I’m sorry…. I really am sorry.” His hand swam into view as I watched. Normal except a black lump seemed to be fused to it. A black lump with a blacker hole in the end of it. Fire spat from the blacker hole. The lights went out…#Audio #Book #SamWolfe #DreamTravel #Readers #Listeners

Frequent Walker is a song I wrote about drugs and my time spent in that life and how it affected me and what I felt like.

Lyrics Copyright © Wendell G. Sweet 2010 ♪ ♫ ♪ Date Written; 10-20-2010

Song Title: Frequent Walker Style: Alternative

Verse One:

In this world… time moves by… doesn’t stop for you or me… The ones who stop and wait are the ones who never see… So my feet… move me on… though they’re weary of this flight… They will lead me to tomorrow, wipe the fallen from my sight…

Instrumental—————Short lead transition—————————————————–

Hook:

Pick me up… Fill my cup… Fix the damage in my head… Fill my soul… Make me whole… Raise me from the dead… Show my eyes what can be… shine your light so I can see…

Verse Two:

In my life… I have seen… distant dreams of futures past… And the one who filled my cup left it empty at the last… And my eyes… tired from sight… rimmed in red and slow to see… Can’t conceive eternity from the edge of what can be…

Instrumental—————Short lead transition—————————————————–

Hook:

Pick me up… Fill my cup… Fix the damage in my head… Fill my soul… Make me whole… Raise me from the dead… Show my eyes what can be… shine your light so I can see…

Verse Three:

Walk alone… Through this world… Through this cold I’ve always known… Taking only what I need from the seed that has been sown… And this world… sells itself… pretty dreams that can not be… And though we stop to look we can never truly see…

Instrumental————— Long Lead —————————————————————-

Verse Four:

Take my time… tap the glass… raise the bubbles from my cure… Pull the curtains on my pasts… and all I thought they ever were… As my soul… Finds its way… push the darkness from my mind… Lay your words upon my heart as my rest I go to find…

Instrumental—————Short lead transition—————————————————–

Hook

Pick me up… Fill my cup… Fix the damage in my head… Fill my soul… Make me whole… Raise me from the dead… Show my eyes what can be… shine your light so I can see… Verse Five: Let my heart… lead me on… from your memories in my mind… lay your coins upon my eyes… speak your magic line by line… As my sun… slowly sets… I will try not to forget… all the lessons from this world and the souls that I have met…

Instrumental—————Short lead transition—————————————————–

Hook / Xtro:

Pick me up… Fill my cup… Fix the damage in my head… Fill my soul… Make me whole… Raise me from the dead… Show my eyes what can be… shine your light so I can see… which way to walk…

Why I Wrote It: I wrote this song in one shot, most of it came as fast as I could write it. I understood what it was as I wrote it, although the lyrics are slightly obscure, or seemed to me to be (I’ve since been told by readers that it’s not so obscure but pretty straight forward.). It’s about my life ending of course. Flirtation with suicide. Drug use. Disillusionment with the world, religion, society on every level. I spent a lot of my life that way. When I was on the streets for two years this is the way, I looked at the world. Cynical, glass half full. I tried suicide, nearly succeeded. I thought how nice it would be to lay down and pull the plug. That is what this song is about. I’m not there anymore. I don’t want to encourage anyone to be there either, but some of us spent years there and never talked about it…

#SelfPenned #dellsweet #Lyrics #bmi #FrequentWalker #DrugUse

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A bad day for Billy

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0F4Z88X45

Audible: https://www.audible.com/pd/A-bad-day-for-Billy-Audiobook/B0F4ZBM1PB

For Billy Jingo, living in Glennville is a dead in life. His trailer home next to the county dump. His dead-end job. The boring life he lived. And then on Friday morning his whole world turned upside down. He suddenly found himself emerged in crime that was so far above his normal reasoning range that, at first, he couldn’t even comprehend the implications on it. In a heartbeat he found himself in a fight for his life. On the run with someone’s drugs and money and a girl he had not even known just a few hours before. Buckle up, enjoy the ride. Fast paced pulp style fiction… #Crime #Audio #Pulp #Readers #Listeners

Small Town Murder: A Kyle Stevens Murder Mystery (Glennville Book 12) Kindle Edition

The Small town of Glennville New York is a nice quiet place to settle down and raise your family. At least that is What Sheriff Kyle Stevens thought when he retired after being a detective in New York City for twenty years. And Glennville, for the most part was quiet. Respectfull. Safe. Until the day Kyle’s deputy for the body of a young girl out by the old abandoned school building…

#Mystery #Murder #Crime #DellSweet #KU #DellSweet

This model is a 1972 Plymouth Duster. I owned more than one, also a few Dodge Demons, which are essentially the same car. I liked the body style. This model is designed and rendered in Direct X. I included renders in Obj, 3DS and FBX as well as Direct X. The ZIP file also includes the maps and graphics as shown in the images below. #3DModels #1972PlymouthDuster #Duster #DellSweet #3DS #FBX #OBJ


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