An assassin attends a political rally, waiting for her mark...
A soldier prowls the African savannah, stalking an elusive dictator...
A man of the cloth endures the ultimate test of pain...
Here are seven stories blending razor-sharp action with high-stakes drama. They will propel you into a journey you won't soon forget.
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BONUS FEATURES
This Amazon exclusive comes complete with a foreword by the author; and notes discussing the inspiration and background behind each story.
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PRAISE FOR JOHN LING'S THRILLERS
'Meticulously researched and brilliantly plotted. A tour de force.' - J. Carson Black, author of The Shop
'A tension-packed thriller that explores our post-9/11 fears.' - Deborah Shlian, author of Rabbit in the Moon
'Non-stop pulse-pounding action. Ling definitely delivers all the adrenalin.' - Michael LaRocca, author of Vigilante Justice
'A powerful new voice in adventure stories. His characters and weaponry are dead on, and his action leaves the reader breathless.' - Marilyn Henderson, Pendulum Press
'Fight scenes that play out through the pages like a ballet of words.' - Julian Gabriel Colado, WriteToday
'A must for lovers of the action tale.' - Warren Thurston, Boogle Books
'Fast-paced, high-calibre writing. Heartily recommended.' - Paul Wilson, Lighthouse Media One
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EXCERPT
Andrea had been watching the mark for over a month now. Staking out all his appearances, all his ceramahs. Blending in. Shadowing his every move. And she figured tonight would be the night things took a turn for the worse.
Around her, the crowd was throbbing, heaving, murmuring. Muslims. Christians. Buddhists. Hindus. Atheists. They had poured in from all across the nation, all feverish in their desire to see the man they had come to regard as their saviour--their last, best hope for change.
Sweat dribbled down Andrea's back, gluing her shirt to her skin, and she felt like a tiny pinball being bumped this way and that way in the human crush. Every breath was an effort. But, no, she didn't fight the crowd. Just eased up and went with the flow.
'No way he's coming,' a man said.
'Of course he is. He promised,' a woman said.
'Heard they are trying to kill him. That's why he has to hide.'
'He's not a coward. He'll come.'
Andrea inhaled, a sharp feeling rising within her, bitter as bile, pinching her throat. The feeling of being so lonely amidst so many. Everyone was here for hope and dreams and change. But she... she was here for something else entirely.
Andrea touched her left sleeve. Reassured herself that her knife was where it should be. Taped tight and ready for a quick draw. It was composite plastic--curved and serrated--and had passed through the security checks without a hitch. She figured she would get the chance to use it soon enough.
