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“His thoughts went to Kismaayo, and lately, particularly of Abdi. If there were a hero in this story, it was Abdi. Jon thought, this young man from Maine had left that war weary husk of a country called Somalia and had come to these United States of America to pursue the dream of happiness, security, and hope.”
Mike Bennett, Las Vegas on Twelve Dollars a Day
“understands the intricacies of espionage...so well written that it becomes both educational and entertaining...Amazon 5 star review”
Mike Bennett, Las Vegas on Twelve Dollars a Day
“The web spanning the Middle East and beyond was centuries in the making. Not a web of gossamer silk, but one of malice anchored by conviction, with its center point being Tehran and many radii along each axis of opportunity. This was not a web of wonderous symmetry that artfully caught the sun kissing the dew drops that glistened on a pristine spring morning.”
Mike Bennett, Las Vegas on Twelve Dollars a Day
“Jon had served in uniform from Reagan to Obama, loyally riding the peaks and troughs of the sinusoidal wave of policy fluctuations with seemingly little common ground.”
Mike Bennett, Las Vegas on Twelve Dollars a Day
“The ass chewing, resplendent in its magnificent use of profane superlatives, ended as abruptly as it began when that old soldier gloriously drove away in his ’67 boat tail ‘Vette.”
Mike Bennett, Las Vegas on Twelve Dollars a Day
“Jaylen fully enjoyed his time in Maine. It was a beautiful state, the summers so pleasant along the coast where the breeze carried the salty scent of the sparkling, clean Atlantic. He had watched the season’s change to Autumn with its golden birch, the occasional ruby red Japanese maple each framed against the backdrop of the omni-present cone laden pines. Now the air turned to chill with even more crisp mornings trumpeting the harbinger of the inevitable winter.”
Mike Bennett, Las Vegas on Twelve Dollars a Day