By A.J. O’Connell
Publisher: Vagabondage Press
Sure, being a courier for a secret, possibly terrorist society has its risks, but the pay was worth it. At least I thought it was until I was ordered to make a late-night run to Boston to meet an opium-addicted, vodka-addled contact, who blows the deal. Now I am being hunted as I hobble, injured through the streets of Beantown. When I discover a gun and my new assignment, I wonder if perhaps I made a bad career choice.
I did not realize this was a short story, but don’t let that deter you from reading. It does mean my review will be quite short because I can’t tell you much without giving the whole story away.
First observation…I can see how some could be swept into groups beyond their realizations.
Second observation…crap happens and it happens fast.
Third observation…reality isn’t a Bond movie (I know this is fiction, too).
Fourth observation…I didn’t see that coming.
And, what the heck is coming in book two: The Eagle and the Arrow (which I start next)
Okay, I could go into style or whatever critiques, but I’m not. This is a story under a 100 pages and it’s pure escape wackiness.
Let’s see where A.J. takes us.