Tasty treats and fresh baked bread aren’t the only temptations Carlos faces in the bakery.
A friend informed me that he was somewhere around page 300. Page 301 is one of my favorite chapter closes. This novel scene is for him. Thanks, buddy!
Come to my book signing event at the Book Exchange in Virginia Beach on Saturday, April 8, 2017. I’ll be there from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. They are located at 2720 N Mall Dr #200, Virginia Beach, VA 23452.
“He took a look over his shoulder. The earth was still below him. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply to calm himself. The actions he must take played themselves in his mind once again. Before he could change his mind, he let go. If any spectators had been on the ground, they would have believed it suicide. If they would have been able to observe his descent, they would have been sure that he had died before hitting the ground, for his body would have been seen bouncing off the balconies as it fell, which is exactly what Carlos did.”
“Write what you know,” my teachers said. One always hopes those who know appreciate the end result.
I received word of a public sighting of Carlos de Leon in Virginia Beach, Virginia. I’m on the case!
I’ve been reading Robert Baer’s musings on his hunt for Hajj Radwan in his book The Perfect Kill: 21 Laws for Assassins. When I developed Carlos de Leon, I thought the idea of an assassin/spy that hid among the impoverished and outcasts a novel idea. It appears that Radwan, perhaps the most lethal Middle Eastern assassin in history, did just that.
You won’t find Carlos de Leon in a Monte Carlo casino or cruising down the lane in an Aston Martin. License? What license?