Race Riots, Sex Crimes, and a Race to Judgment
Hate, Mistrust, and Division It’s been a crazy and insane past few years filled with intense emotions on both sides of the political aisle, being vented by people of all color and creed. We’ve had to endure Harvey Weinstein and the outcry of the #metoo movement, along with Jeffery Epstein and his sex island for […]
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Excerpts from Jonathon Marcel’s Honor Thy Father
Chapter 4 “Jack Delacroix’s will is in probate. It’s being challenged by an illegitimate daughter no one knew he had.” I stalk back to my desk where the drink caddy waits to console me. “No such thing as an illegitimate child.” I hold out a bottle of bourbon, and Gabbler dismisses the offer with a […]
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Excerpts from Jonathon Marcel’s Race to Judgment
Chapter 6 The courthouse lobby resounded with the raw tongue of a teenager motivating the mob through a bullhorn. Near a hundred people crowded the lobby, interrupting the hearings in the adjacent two courtrooms. Bolinger exited the stairwell and hurried past the clerk’s office and into Prosecuting Attorney Madison Eijkman’s office. “Tell me what the […]
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Excerpts from Jonathon Marcel’s Deception’s Game
CHAPTER 5 Bourbon doesn’t cure insomnia. That’s what Detective Virgil Tibbs told Chief Gillespie in In the Heat of the Night. One of my favorite characters. Tibbs is the reason I wanted to be a cop, but circumstances changed that. Tibbs is right though. I’m into my fourth glass, still wide-awake, watching the sun creep […]
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Excerpts from Jonathon Marcel’s Tainted Justice
CHAPTER 3 “Hound from Hell,” Kelly grumbled as she struggled to pull her leg out from under Bull, the hundred-pound Mastiff sleeping sprawled across her lower half. “Get off of me.” The annoying chirping of a cricket clinging to the window screen had woken Kelly like a beeping alarm clock. Her skin prickled from the […]
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Excerpts from Jonathon Marcel’s Whispers That Kill
CHAPTER 2 Kelly was racing the sun to the west side of the mountains. From out her window, she could still see the red star miles ahead of her, always on the horizon. Never had she been able to catch it, and never had she been able to outrun it. CHAPTER 4 The elevator doors […]
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Excerpts from Jonathon Marcel’s Playing for Blood
CHAPTER 5 Excruciating pain coursed through Agent Garner’s body, causing flashes of white behind his eyes each time he tried to move. Shallow moans escaped his dry mouth. He forced his hand under his chest and keyed his radio, then squeezed his eyes shut and used every bit of remaining strength to focus on timing […]
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Excerpts from Jonathon Marcel’s The Samogon Affair
CHAPTER 16 Pedestrians sauntered along the main drag, tussling for the right-of-way as they weaved in and out of watering holes and grease pits. The occasional blast of a car horn or the whoop of a police siren fought for attention among the ruckus of obscure bands roaring out of the bars with the flow […]
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