DEADLY BLOWBACK
Two high-ranking American customs officials are murdered at a luxury Mexican resort, and the rare artifact they were investigating goes missing. Was the motive terrorism? Mack Bolanâs ultrahoned instincts say something far more sinister is at work. And when he rescues a possible witness to the crime, The Executioner also becomes a target...
Bolanâs merciless hunt for the truth pits him against a vengeful Mexican drug lord and a brilliant weapons contractorâand puts him in the crosshairs of a cutting-edge weapon designed for ultimate carnage. Now he must not only protect the witness, but two major world leaders and hundreds of innocents. And to do so, The Executioner will wreak hard-core, scorched-earth justice...one explosive showdown at a time.
ISBN: 978-1-474-08614-1
Special thanks and Acknowledgement are given to Michael A. Black for his contribution to this work.
DYING ART
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Published in Great Britain 2018
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Bolan heard gunshots ring out inside the room.
The Executioner delivered a powerful kick, and the door flew inward, bouncing against the wall.
Romero lay on the floor. His face was canted to the left, his sightless right eye staring at nothing as a crimson pool soaked into the carpet beneath his head. No one else was in the room, but the window had been smashed out.
A blood trail wound toward the window, and more smears of red decorated the wall next to it. Bolan sprinted to the opening and chanced a quick look. Twenty feet below, the black van revved its engine, then started to roar away from the scene, the rear door partially open. A hand holding an MP5 jutted from the rear and fired another blast of rounds skittering off the side of the building.
Bolan ducked back. By the time he was able to return fire, the van was no longer in sight. Heâd been too late...