The Jail Job: The intended guy is in Rikers Island doing a year. George uses Juanita’s computer skills to access the inmate Database and have him released early. Vinnie tells him he is a snitch and a suspected child molester, but the truth is he is an undercover ATF officer investigating Vinnie’s interests in Rikers Island, where he controls the drug and sex trade in the huge jail. When he is taken to the prison ferry and released, he has no idea what has happened. He finds himself on the street with no funds, phone, walking after he is dropped off by the prison transport bus. He resolves himself to the thirty block walk to the ATF offices. George catches him on the way and kills him.
The Jail Job: The intended guy is in Rikers Island doing a year. George uses Juanita’s computer skills to access the inmate Database and have him released early. Vinnie tells him he is a snitch and a suspected child molester, but the truth is he is an undercover ATF officer investigating Vinnie’s interests in Rikers Island, where he controls the drug and sex trade in the huge jail. When he is taken to the prison ferry and released, he has no idea what has happened. He finds himself on the street with no funds, phone, walking after he is dropped off by the prison transport bus. He resolves himself to the thirty block walk to the ATF offices. George catches him on the way and kills him.
The air in the Manhattan garage was thick with the scent of old oil. #thriller#drama#epic#crime#detective#cars#torino#ford#amazon#kindl#kindleunlimited
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0G2HS9B6N?binding=kindle_edition&ref=dbs_dp_rwt_sb_pc_tkin #dystopian #apocalyptic #survival #endtimes #amazonfinds #kindle #KindleUnlimited The hot, new, dystopian trilogy that will keep you in suspense. The East Coast Protection Directive was issued for the New York City Police department to take care of the people on the East Coast when the world begin to fall apart. They took that oath to heart…
n the late twenty first century the world went to hell and a true apocalypse began. Not the dead rising, not world war three, just a break down of the entire economic system until everything, everywhere was broken. In New York the East Coast Protection Directive was issued making the East Coast of America the responsibility of the former NYPD. The idea was to be that last bastion of protection. The last hope of normalcy. The goal was to do whatever was in their powers to protect New York and the main part of the East Coast from the gangs and the strong men who were taking over… But then the Vipers Kidnapped Alex’s woman, Maya and all hell broke loose on the East Coast and Alex was out for blood… East Coast Protection Directive: Vendetta Kindle Edition by Wendell Sweet (Author) Format: Kindle Edition Book 3 of 3: East Coast Protection Directive See all formats and editions The hum of the generators was a low, persistent thrum, a mechanical heartbeat in the corpse of a city. It was the only constant in a world that had forgotten what constancy meant. Decades had bled into one another since the Republic had finally, irrevocably, exhaled its last breath. Not with a bang, but a whimper of collapsing infrastructure, a cacophony of failed promises, and the gnawing silence where federal authority once stood. Now, the United States was a mosaic of fractured territories, each a sovereign kingdom ruled by iron fists and desperation. #Dystopian #ApocalypticFiction #PostApocalyptic #Survival #ECPD #Series #Dystopian
East Coast Protection Directive: This is the directive issued by the New York State government just after the world went to hell and the true apocalypse began. The former NYPD police department became the East Coast Protection Directive officers. Their job: To keep citizens safe: That was before things grew worse and there wasn’t much left to protect. Maya: The Mechanic and eventually an officer in her own right. And Alex an NYPD officer work to other to keep what is left of the dying republic alive…
Book Two: Into the Abyss. Audible – Paperback – Kindle and Kindle Unlimited East Coast Protection Directive: Into The Abyss Kindle Edition by Wendell Sweet (Author) Format: Kindle Edition The world, as Alex Chen knew it, had fractured beyond repair. The year was a ghost, a relic of a time when governments held sway and infrastructure meant more than shattered concrete and rusted rebar. America was no longer a nation, but a patchwork quilt of territories, each a desperate scramble for survival. In this mosaic of decay, the East Coast Police Department, or ECPD, stood as a thin, fraying shield. Their jurisdiction, a meager few hundred miles of crumbling asphalt and scattered, desperate outposts, felt less like a territory and more like a last stand. #Dystopian #ApocalypticFiction #PostApocalyptic #Survival #ECPD #Series #Dystopian
This is the first book in the trilogy. Alex Chen, a NYPD officer finds himself in command of the failing NYPD when the directive comes down. The NYPD is the last hope for the East Coast of America. They have been charged with the task to protect the East Coast of America for as long as they can with everything they have. Alex and the men and women he works with take on this task in the beginning of a worldwide apocalypse. Forsaking their own needs to protect the last remnants of America…
East Coast Protection Directive: Fractured Horizon by Wendell Sweet (Author) Format: Kindle Edition Maya Ramos, a miracle worker with grease-stained hands and eyes that saw the soul of an engine, kept these metal titans breathing, her workshop a sanctuary of organized chaos in the surrounding desolation. Alex Chen, a man who had once patrolled the gleaming, albeit corrupt, streets of NYPD, now navigated this shattered world with a heavy heart and an even heavier conscience. The rot he’d fought in the old world had merely spread, festering into a continent-wide plague of desperation. The landscape itself was a testament to the world’s unraveling. Once vibrant shores were now choked with plastic debris and the skeletal remains of ships, their hulls like beached leviathans. Inland, the arteries of commerce, the highways and byways, had become no-man’s-lands. They were arteries of peril, patrolled by opportunistic raiders and desperate scavengers. The air, thick with the perpetual haze of unchecked industry and the lingering dust of forgotten cataclysms, offered little respite. Each breath was a gamble, a taste of the world’s slow, suffocating demise. Resources were a constant source of conflict. Fuel was hoarded, water purified with desperate ingenuity, and food, when found, was a treasure to be defended with one’s life. Every settlement was a fortress, every journey a potential battlefield. #Dystopian #ApocalypticFiction #PostApocalyptic #Survival #ECPD #Series #Dystopian
By Geo DellA young couple making their way through life decides to leave it all behind and rent an old camper van and live on a small, wooded lot just to get away from it all. After all, the world was so crazy, loose, tight, nuts, who could figure any of it out? The try vlogging their experience to help support their antiestablishment lifestyle. It goes better than expected, and brings in more than thought it would in revenue. The money brings its own problems, but also solutions too and they decide to expand their horizons even more. And then things spiral slowly out of control until one of them comes up missing… #Crime #Thriller #Drama #Readers #Mystery #Amazon #KU #Kindle
“Think about the audience, Mark,” Alicia said, her voice low. “Thousands, millions of people who look up to them, who trust them implicitly. They’ve built an entire lifestyle brand around authenticity and adventure. If this comes out… it’s not just their reputations that are at stake. It’s the perception of an entire industry.”
Mark grunted in agreement. “And that’s exactly why they’d go to such lengths to keep it hidden. The financial implications, the legal ramifications… it would be catastrophic. It explains why they’re so desperate, why they’re willing to deal with guys like this. They’re protecting their empire.”
They observed Robyn emerge from the cabin once more, a shadowy figure against the dim light spilling from the doorway. She was carrying a small bag, which she handed to one of the figures who had remained near the motorcycles. The exchange was quick, furtive, and conducted in hushed tones. It was a scene of silent complicity, a chilling tableau of a life lived under duress. Alicia felt a surge of pity for Robyn, caught between her family ties and the dangerous reality of her brother’s world. But that pity was tempered by a growing suspicion that Robyn was not entirely an innocent bystander. Her actions, however fearful, were still actions, contributing to the ongoing operation.
“She’s still involved,” Alicia stated, her voice flat. “Even if she’s scared, she’s still doing what they want her to do. She’s part of the chain, however unwillingly.” The complexities of Robyn’s situation were a tangled mess, and Alicia felt a knot of frustration tightening in her chest. How much of her fear was genuine, and how much was a calculated performance to deflect suspicion? It was a question that haunted her, a question that might never have a clear answer.
The hours stretched on, marked by the shifting patterns of stars through the canopy and the growing cold. The initial shock of Zeke’s appearance had given way to a cold, analytical dread. They were no longer just investigating a missing person; they had stumbled into the heart of a criminal organization, led by a man with a familial connection to one of the victims. The ‘Wanderlust Life’ was a facade, and the truth, when it finally began to surface, was as grim and unforgiving as the wilderness that surrounded them.
Mark finally stirred, breaking the long silence. “We can’t stay here indefinitely. The longer we wait, the more risk we expose ourselves to. We need a new approach. We need to get closer, get definitive proof.”
Alicia nodded, her mind already racing through tactical options. The element of surprise was crucial. They had seen enough to know that caution was paramount. This wasn’t just a group of low-level criminals; this was an organized operation, and Zeke was its clearly defined leader. The discovery of his presence, and his role, had irrevocably shifted the focus of their investigation. The hunt for Paul had transformed into a deep dive into a dangerous family affair, with Robyn caught in the crossfire, and Zeke wielding the power that dictated the deadly game. The coming hours would require more than just observation; they would require calculated risks, and a willingness to confront the darkness head-on. The idyllic veneer of the ‘Wanderlust Life’ had been stripped away, revealing the rot beneath, and Alicia knew, with a chilling certainty, that they were now staring into the abyss. The deeper they dug, the more perilous the journey became, each revelation only serving to underscore the immense danger they were in. The trust they had placed in the seemingly innocent world of travel vlogging had been a fatal miscalculation, and the price of that naivete was becoming terrifyingly clear. They had to find Paul, but more than that, they had to expose the truth, no matter how grim it might be, and no matter the cost to themselves. The stakeout had yielded a horrifying realization, and the next move had to be decisive, aimed at unearthing the secrets that lay hidden within the secluded cabin and the twisted heart of the ‘Wanderlust Life.’
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
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...
Gus Dyer is a detective no more. Staring into the deep wells of corruption for too many years sent him into a spiral. He tried to use the bottle to find his way out, but that only dragged him in deeper. The road to Redemption is a look at that fall and how hard that fall was. But Gus is determined to stand on his own two feet again. It remains to be seen whether he will ever become a detective again, but he is finding out that being a detective is not about a badge. It isn’t something you take on with the position either. It is in your blood, and if you have it, you cannot help but follow those impulses that flood through your body with that blood when you know something is wrong. Dead wrong… #crime #thriller #mystery #amazon #ku
Gus Dyer is a hardcore detective in the big city. He knows what crime is, and he has seen the worst of the worst walk her streets and taken those same people down. Some to jail, some to the gates of hell where they belonged in the first place.
This time he is on the trail of a hired killer, Jimmy West. West works out of the city. It is his base and fortress, the place where he can roam free among millions of other people unseen, unchallenged and free to continue his crimes. #crime #thriller #mystery #amazon #ku
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…
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 Storiesby 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
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
