Joe Smiga will be doing a book signing at Barnes and Noble book store at 1741 So. Willow Street Manchester NH 03103 on Saturday, September 20th from 1:00 to 3:00 pm. This is Joe's seventh book and the sequel to his western "A Cowboy's Vengeance." The title of the sequel is: "Silver Lake's Transformation." If you like the westerns from television you will love these books.
Sunday, August 10, 2014
The seventy two previous excerpts you may have read if you read all of them come from the third book to the Behind the Lies series. It's title is: One Came Back. You are in for a grand finale ending of the series when you read this one.
Sunday, August 3, 2014
Ten days later, Yosef Bergman knocks on the door of Ariel Wattenberg.
He hears Ariel say enter. “I’ve got some information I think you should know about immediately.”
“Come in and sit down, what do you have that has such a high priority?”
“Our people in Saudi Arabia are hearing the royal family has drawn a line in the sand with Iran. There is talk they plan to respond to the assassination attempt on the Prince and it might be a large scale operation.”
Monday, July 28, 2014
Anoush turns on his television set and prepares to have his dinner while watching the news.
He sees the headlines of how the Saudi prince was ambushed in downtown Houston. He wonders how this happened. Who would be dumb enough to attack a member of the Saudi Royal family?
Monday, July 21, 2014
The prince’s escort heads down the ramp onto Main Street. Agent Johnston notifies the helos the procession is close by.
Inside of the Prince’s limo he says to his aide, “We will need to have a tour of this new refinery. Is it arranged?”
“Yes, sire, it is arranged. They are very proud of this new venture. Based on the figures I saw they will be processing more Saudi oil and quicker than before.”
“Good, we need to build plants such as this one as well. Do you know who constructed it for them?”
“I have it all in my report but I didn’t want to submit it to you until we confirmed it by this trip.”
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The helos fly over Main Street one behind the other. Helo one says, “One shooter on the parking garage roof. We will make a second swing to spot the other one.” They head away and turn around to cross the path again. Helo two says, “Second shooter on the roof of the insurance building.”
“Let’s head out again and come back in side by side. The procession is getting close.”
As they near the scene a third time, smoke is discharged by grenades.
Monday, July 14, 2014
In the CIA director’s office, Allison McDonald is speaking with Kevin, her field agent. “The Saudi prince is due into Houston at eleven. I know the FBI has plenty of agents working this scenario. I feel nervous about how this is going to go down.”
“You’re positive that it is going to happen aren’t you?”
“Ninety-nine and nine tenths percent positive.”
“If something happens to the prince, the political fall-out will be disastrous,” states Kevin.
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Mehrak and Javid timed their trip so they didn’t arrive in Houston until four in the morning. They pulled up in front of the insurance building. At that hour there was no one on security because of the specialty locks on each unit in the building.
Mehrak and Javid remove the dolly from the SUV and then load one of the RPG crates onto the dolly which they cover with a heavy blanket. They enter the entrance way and take the elevator to the top floor. They make sure their faces are not visible to the security monitors on the wall. On the top floor Javid and Mehrak proceed up one flight of stairs to the rooftop.
Mehrak says, “These suckers are heavy especially going up flights of stairs.”
Javid teases him, “You’re just getting old Mehrak.”
The entrance to the rooftop does not have an alarm. They move the dolly to the front of the building overlooking Main Street. Mehrak removes the screws from the cover of the crate except for two of them. He moves the crate into the corner and covers it with the blanket. The whole process took them twenty minutes. Javid and Mehrak leave the rooftop taking the dolly with them.