When the son of business tycoon, Robert Tole, goes missing, and a murder scene is discovered by Brigg Bay, the worst is assumed. Days later, it is confirmed: Jason Tole is dead. What has law enforcement baffled, and Robert Tole reeling, is that Jason's brother, Nathan, had been the victim of random gang violence four months earlier. Jason's death has no clear links. Detective Marc Jackson is not new to murder, or gang violence. What does complicate this case is his past, with both the Toles, and the gangs of Easton. As his investigation unfolds, one thing becomes clear: neither Nathan nor Jason's deaths were coincidental or isolated. Bad blood, and hints of a villainous mastermind begin to be revealed as dark secrets come to light.
If you want a mystery so real you start to live it, you want The Nobleman. The only way out is to finish.
I don't remember a time when I was not seeing the world with two sets of eyes: what was in front of me, analytically, and then the imagined beyond.
From an early age I was the one in the family pining for more TV, movies, often strange movies, reading Lord of the Rings far too young, and pretending to fight invisible foes. As I was told later, it was common to see me in the back yard, by myself, with a stick, fighting back hordes of enemies. Any fantastic movies I did see only gave me new and deadly fighting skills.
The world of fiction reading was one I loved to visit everyday growing up. Reading was encouraged in my family, but I hardly needed any. C.S. Lewis' writings - all of them - including Narnia and his Space Trilogy (which I also probably read too young - That Hideous Strength scared the whits out of me in places), Tolkein's Hobbitt, LOTR, and Silmarillion were my fantasy staples, but I was a big reader of classics, with Sherlock Holmes a favorite among the mix.
Writing started almost as early as my imaginative wanderings. The desire and attempt write a novel didn't become as real until my college years, and as soon as I had graduation from Penn State in my sites, I started writing my epic fantasy series, "The Reaper's Seed."
My writing desire and practice ebbed and flowed until 2014, when after mailing an unknown number of query letters into the great void, I self-published. And now you can read my imaginings, sometimes for free even. Hmmm, . . . what else about me?
I am a family man, a lover of my wife, children, and family at large. I'm a Jaff of all Trades, Master of None, really. I like endurance athletics, swimming as my staple, gardening, chickens, health and wellness, spiritual matters, ethical matters, some politics (too much is infuriating), I dabble in song writing, and, full circle . . . I write stories.