I have nearly completed Chapter 12 of my new book! I anticipate close to 18 chapters, possibly more. I am aiming for 50,000 words, but will no doubt overshoot my mark. Right now the book stands at just over 47,000 words and its like a tough steak – the more I chew the bigger it gets!
My plan is to try do a marketed ‘Pre-Release’. I hope you will check it out and buy a pre-release copy!
I would love to include an excerpt for you to preview….maybe a couple. Should I? Okay…I will! Mind you I have not had this edited and it is subject to change, but I hope you can get a ‘feel’ for the storyline. Here you go:
The new Soviet Borei class nuclear sub, the K-535 SSBN Yuri Dolgoruky at 574 ft. and 2in., capable of housing 16 Bulava SLBM’s, had been lying off the coast of Greenland for two days. Not moving, not making any sound. The crew was tense and on edge. They were told upon launch they were going to sea trials, yet they sensed it was something different. The crew had been briefed in old-fashioned Soviet style, do your duty and don’t question anything; it was for Mother Russia. Even though the hardliner Communist-era was gone, there were still stirrings within the hearts of these men of loyalty to the ideology of Mother Russia, Soviet patriotism you might call it.
Suddenly, there was a change in the air. The ship creaked ever so slightly and began to slowly move forward, its pump jet engine barely audible even within the enormous tubular, steel ship. The sailors looked at one another and then looked around. They were definitely underway; the tell-tale sway beneath their feet, though slight, awakened their sea legs with familiarity. They were back into action.
This mission had been unlike any other for anyone aboard that had been in the Soviet sub program but for two men, the Captain and the Executive Officer. There was no announcement over the intercom system; they had expected none, especially after the two days of silence. This did not disappoint them, only heightened their sense of the clandestine. The fact was only three men on board knew their destination and only two of these knew their actual mission; the captain and an agent of the newly formed Soviet Political Enforcement Agency, the resurrected arm of the KGB that supplied so many 2nd World War and Cold War ships with ‘Political Officers’. It was the Captain’s job to carry out the mission, but it was the SPA agent’s to ensure that it was so done. You might call it a mutual agreement of distrust and resentment, again a relic of the past.
“Well, Lieutenant Kerkov, we are now underway.” Spoke Captain Alexander Kulegin.
“Yes.” The SPA agent replied without looking up from the chart.
“For the sailors’ sake, Lieutenant.” The Captain spoke barely above a whisper at Kerkov’s elbow. “It will save a lot of questions.”
Kerkov immediately came to attention and saluted the Captain. “I am so sorry sir, it will not happen again. I was so intent on the orders you gave me that my less respectful side showed through.”
Captain Kulegin returned the gesture and pointed to a location on the screen. The Executive Officer was watching the exchange with curiosity, but didn’t need to see past the 3M Privacy Guard covering the LED display to where the Captain was pointing…he knew. Lieutenant Kerkov watched as the Captain manipulated the display to show their exact location, as they headed toward the Labrador Current, with a moving symbol of a Soviet sub. He listened as the Captain explained their heading and told him the schedule of course changes over the period of the next couple of days.
“And this will give us the greatest chance of avoiding detection once we approach the International Waters Boundary?”
“Absolutely.” The Captain indicated the place where the continental shelf began. “We have extremely deep water to this point.” He looked at the SPA Agent, “After that it becomes dangerous, very dangerous. One way in…one way out.”
Kerkov nodded and stared at the Captain intently. “It will work.” Was all he replied and turned around and left the Command Control.
As soon as the door closed, the XO looked up from his work to find the Captain staring at the door. Sensing the eyes upon him Captain Alexander Kulegin turned and met his Executive Officer’s gaze. Neither spoke, but they both knew. They didn’t trust him, not one bit.
Here is another excerpt:
She recognized the man somewhat. She looked at his name tag. ‘L. Belluci’. She nearly choked.
“Something wrong?” The man seemed genuinely concerned. At that instant the doors started to close. Jacqueline quickly stepped over and thrust her hand into the space between the panels. The doors slid open again.
“Nothing. Just thought I was going to miss the elevator. Have a good day.” She turned and went in, her heels striking with a hollow echo. She surreptitiously slid her thumb over the “door close” button and waited impatiently. The doors closed and she then pressed “48”.
Belluci stood still with a worried look on his face. That was strange, very strange. She shouldn’t be leaving this floor before lunch. He further doubted that the look on her face had anything to do with missing the elevator. She had been looking at his name tag. Fear gripped him momentarily. Impossible! How could she know anything? He watched the elevator display above the one Jacqueline had gotten into. He had seen her press the “door close” button. She was nervous about something. Really nervous. Then Lazzaro’s heart nearly came up in his throat. Instead of show a descending number the small screen displayed ‘48’ and stayed there. She had gone up, not down! He cursed under his breath and pulled out his iPhone quickly tapped the screen, changing settings. There she was, doing what every elevator occupant does; staring at the display above the door and right at the camera…she looked very worried.
Chapter 2 – 8:24 AM EST
She couldn’t believe it! What were the chances? Maybe it wasn’t a chance at all! Maybe it all made sense! Lazzaro Belluchi was the subject of her emails from that company and they weren’t flattering whatsoever. That was putting it mildly. They stated that he was a dangerous man. He didn’t look dangerous, but what did that matter? She smoothed out her skirt and checked her hair in mirrored interior. She had a sudden feeling of being watched and looked around her quickly. For some odd reason her eyes settled on a spot just above the floor display. It was a tiny black dot. She didn’t remember it being there before. The elevator chimed and announced the floor. She stepped forward to wait for the doors to open.
I know it isn’t much, but I am going to be including a ‘Sample’ in the pre-release that may go beyond this a ways.