Books from the Backlog is a fun way to feature some of those
neglected books sitting on your bookshelf unread. If you are anything
like me, you might be surprised by some of the unread books hiding in
your stacks.
Right now, I have 2488 books on my Goodreads TBR. No matter how many
books I read, the mountain grows taller and I am going through
it…slowly. If I have the book, it stays, no matter what. I’m adding tags
that I never even thought about doing at the time I added the book. It
would have been so much easier if I had done it then.
Thirteen-year-old Abby Leigh yearns for her family to be reunited – in Cambridge, not Castine Island where she feels like an outsider. Her younger brother, Jordan, is having no problem fitting in and making friends.
Everyone on Castine Island is anxiously awaiting the arrival of the purple moon, caused by a comet entering the Earth’s atmosphere. Scientists expected this thrilling phenomenon and food companies are churning out purple-colored products in celebration of the comet’s arrival.
The morning following the comet’s debut Abby and Jordan make a chilling discovery: every adult on the island is dead. The children of the island band together to withstand their new circumstances, and the older kids quickly learn a gripping truth about their own ticking clocks. It’s only a matter of time before they succumb to the comet bacteria, but can they raise the next generation to survive?
I added this back on 10.2.12. This Amazon freebie has a cool cover. I love books that take place on islands. There is nowhere to run and you have to face what’s coming at ya, in this case a comet. And the children are on their own. Does it have a familiar ring to it?
Welcome to my tour stop for Wired by the FBI by Glenn Painter. After checking out the book and author, be sure and enter the giveaway at the bottom of the page.
Hello Readers!
Welcome to my 15-week book tour which starts on April 14th
and concludes on July 30th.
This tour was planned before the onset of this terrible
covid-19 virus which has invaded our world.
I want to extend my deepest sympathy to everyone, especially those who
have lost loved ones.
A
donation from me will be going out immediately to the charity I have listed
below and I will also be donating 25% of any royalties from the book which is featured on this
tour, to the covid-19 Response Fund. This fund
gives support to preparedness, containment, response and recovery activities.
The 25% of royalties will be donated when I receive the final notification of
number of books sold. I am also encouraging all authors to make some
sort of donation to help with the recovery efforts. WE ARE ALL IN THIS FIGHT TOGETHER!
We all are wondering what the long-term impact this
covid-19 virus will be to our communities and our livelihoods, Every American,
as well as the companies that have worked very hard for every author have been
affected, but I have faith that we will recover from this terrible pandemic if
we all stick together and we all do our part – no matter how small.
I will also be donating, (over and above what
Goddess/Fish is offering):
$100 Amazon Gift
certificate to one randomly drawn commentator
$100 Amazon gift
certificate to one randomly drawn host.
These drawings will be done
via Rafflecopter that will be created by Goddess/Fish Promotions at the end of
the tour. To all of my fellow-authors –
please don’t forget our marketing representatives, book agents, reviewers,commentator’s,
hosts,etc..who are probably working from home and trying to help
us.
I will be posting all pertinent information on my web site www.gapainter.com
once the tour is
over. The Gift Certificates will be
mailed immediately after the tour is completed and the 25% will be posted once
I receive Royalties resulting in the sale of all electronic and print versions
of WIRED By The FBI.
I wish that I could do more, however, with every-one’s support, WE
WILL BEAT THIS TERRIBLE SETBACK.
Thank you, god bless all of you and
the United States of America.
Glenn
Painter
Wired by the FBI by Glenn Painter
GENRE: Suspense, Thriller
BLURB
Christian
Romano lives his life as a con-artist, burglar, drug dealer, and a ladies’ man,
using his good looks to con wealthy women out of jewels and money. When he is
arrested and jailed in one of the most violent jails in the U.S. (Cook County
in Chicago), a steamy affair begins with a nympho female jail guard. When he
loses control of the romance, Christian must end the affair by reporting her to
Internal Affairs. It turns out that she is already under suspicion for
supplying drugs to various gang members inside the jail. He has to decide if he
is “”rogue”” enough to help set her up for arrest.
Meanwhile, the FBI wants to recruit Christian to gather information against a
sadist ex-cop, Scott Mason, who has been arrested for murder. The risk?
Christian must wear a wire and testify. The reward? Witness protection for
Christian and his girlfriend and a modification of his prison sentence. Will
Christian risk his life for a chance at freedom? Will the female sheriff
“”get even”” with him? Or will his life end at the hands of
the jail’s drug lords or a lunatic former cop?
EXCERPT
Something’s wrong, my intuition told me, as I stepped out of
the stairwell and into the chaotic frenzy of the main hallway running under
Division One of the Cook County jail.
Sergeant Ricky Walsh opened the heavy, rusted steel door
leading to the death trap—that is A-B stairwell—then turned to me. “Romano,
take the stairs down four flights to the bottom, I will meet you there.”
There are four sets of stairs that lead to the main
boulevard on the first floor. They are legendary for the infamous men who have been
butchered there, the bloodstained walls are a testament to the violence that is
the norm in this building. As I begin my descent down the narrow and poorly lit
stairwell, the thought hits me: At least half a dozen men have been stabbed in
this exact place. The words taunt me as I step slowly down the stairs so that
Walsh will have time to beat me to the first floor in the old, decrepit
elevator.
When I finally make it down, I breathe a sigh of relief. But
it is not Walsh waiting at the huge, steel door I am to exit. Instead of the
old mick—who looked and walked like a bulldog with his perfectly groomed hair
and mustache—it was one of the lackey guards. They would often hang out on the
main floor waiting to proposition some poor woman coming to visit her man. I
open the door and step through quickly, not wanting to arouse suspicion. But my
heart hangs in my throat.
During my trip down the stairwell, the heavy steel recorder
slid down my pant leg, stopping on top of my right foot. The ACE bandage, meant
to hold it in place, was also dangling and ready to pop out for everyone to
see. Panic set in as my mind processed a million thoughts, but I couldn’t break
my stride.
It was common knowledge that this is where inmates often
came out stabbing when sent to attack a guard by one of the gang bosses.
Looking past the guard, I saw Sergeant Walsh bearing down on us as fast as his
stubby legs would carry him.
“Hey Walsh,” I said, “the food poisoning is getting worse,
I’m gonna puke all over this guy.”ng around to see what was going on. These
guards tolerated zero bull, especially from a smart-ass like me.
I decided that it was quicker and easier to shove the
recorder under the waistband of my jail pants and pray it would stay. After
splashing water on my face, I poked my head out.
Walsh fell right in line with my cover. “We’re going to the
hospital, come with me!” he bellowed.
I exited the closet, pushing the recorder into my torso as
we walked past another guard. We traveled down the long hallway. Once we were far
enough out of earshot, Walsh found an unoccupied attorney visiting room. As he
opened the door, I scurried to the far corner.
“The hallway is clear!” Walsh yelled.
I pulled the recorder from my waistband and looked at it
with disdain. Then I wrapped it tight with the ACE bandage. Although the long
recording wires had to be reconnected and it only took a few moments, it felt
like forever.
Then it hit me: I’m wearing a wire against one of the most
violent hitmen Chicago has ever known, and this prick had been a Chicago cop.
He probably knows every person who works in this jail. Getting whacked in a
place like this costs less than a carton of cigarettes. What the hell have I
gotten myself into? But there was no backing out, and I still had to get back to
my tier.
Walsh looked at me, his brow furrowed. He quietly asked,
“You alright, kid?”
“I better be. I signed a deal with the devil, and it’s time
to pay up.”
I drew in a deep breath as we headed to the hospital, so we
could sign in and make it look legit.
How did my life get to this point? I wondered as I followed
Walsh. Growing up in Chicago, I was exposed to police corruption, murder,
drugs, gangsters, and sex, oh yes, lots and lots of sex.
I had no clue of what awaited me, but my unsavory legacy was
about to go down in history like crap down a toilet.
AUTHOR Bio and Links
Glenn Painter is single and lives in Central Florida. He became interested in writing at an early age but did not make it his career until 2014 when he published his first book, Beyond the Sentence.
Glenn has
written this story from the notes by the man who actually lived it. However, extensive research was also require
in order to make the story factual.
Glenn has also
founded a company, ‘Prisoner Civil Right Services.’ He is an advocate for incarcerated
individuals who have had their rights violated.
He is in constant contact with these individuals, their families and the
council. Most of his stories are
inspired by ‘factual events’ that have happened to these individuals. This makes his stories both fiction and non-fiction.
Glenn says that
writing is very challenging, and you must love the trials and tribulations that
come with it. He believes that patience,
perseverance and determination are required essentials to see a book through to
being published. The journey is just as
important as the destination.