Death Stalks a Small Town. Magnolia Bluff waits. With apprehension. With dread. With terror. May twenty-third is coming. Somebody always dies on May twenty-third. Why? No one knows. A killer walks in the shadows. The killer is ready to strike again.
A man with no known past and no name as been dispatched to the deserts, ghost towns, and underbelly of drug-infested Mexico to uncover a secret that could forever change the scope and teachings of Christianity. A DEA agent has written that he possesses the unmistakable and undeniable proof that Christ did indeed return to earth again and walk the land of the Aztecs.
American operative Ambrose Lincoln has no idea where he is or has been or where he's going. He believes he has been to the night side of dark, a place of the first death, from which no one can return. So why does he find himself on the bomb-ruined landscape of Poland, or has he been exiled to the second death? Lincoln realizes he must find a religious painting that has been missing for centuries.
It was the race for the bomb. America was at war a long way from home. Hitler's war machine was storming across Europe. Russia feared the German threat and secretly wanted to become a world power, more feared than it already was. All three nations knew that whoever split the atom and developed the Atomic Bomb first would rule the world.
Ambrose Lincoln is one of the government’s prized operatives, a trained assassin, a man whose past is continually erased by mind control tactic and shock treatments. His days have no meaning. He no longer fears death. As far as he is concerned, a man without a memory is a man who’s already dead. From Germany come rumors of a mad man threatening to rule Europe and maybe the world..
It’s winter. It’s cold. Roland Sand boards a train to Chicago. He awakens on a park bench in town he’s never seen before. It’s hot. It’s sultry. How did he get there? He doesn’t know. Who is the beautiful girl on the bench beside him? He doesn’t know. But she’s quite dead, and he has no idea who killed her. Or why? But he’ll find out if it’s the last thing he ever does. It might well be.
The author takes you on a frightening journey to the coast of Ukraine. A man on the run never knows what will happen next. He lives and survives on his instincts, and he can't always trust them. Roland Sand's missions for intelligence agencies are those no one else wants to tackle. The reason is simple. Sand is expendable. If he doesn’t return, he won’t be missed. It’s as though he never existed.
When everything goes bad, as it sometimes does, we are left with too many roads to take, and it's hard to know which one will lead us to safety. Such are the choices faced with the man on the run. It can be a frightening road to travel. Why should she fall in love with a man she defended in court/ Does she know he’s a CIA assassin? Does she know he has orders to kill the President?
An oil boom has broken the back of the Great Depression. A small East Texas town is awash with new names and new faces, and no one knows whose eyes belong to the man who carried a lovely fancy dancer from the ballroom of a Sporting House into the darkness of a rainy night and killed her. Was it a crime of passion? Did she reject him? Was it someone from her past?
The discovery of oil has broken the stranglehold the Great Depression had on a dying East Texas town. Strangers are pouring into Ashland. Where there is oil, there are jobs, as well as con artists, thieves, scalawags, and at least one murderer. One stranger drives a hearse. But who is he, and why is he found hanging from the crown block of an oil derrick.
Times are hard along the Sabine River, and the little East Texas town of Ashland is crumbling under the weight of the Great Depression. Families are broke and hungry. For many, their last meal may well have been their last meal. Families are giving up and leaving town. Everyone knows the fate that awaits the scattered farms. No one can save Ashland, as isolated as the back side of a blue moon.