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I'm launching my first fiction series this month with the SPOOK & GOON Space Adventures. I'm writing the fourth book right now and the first three will be released over the next few months.
While I'm waiting for the official edits, I'm uploading the short-story prequel, Domination of the SPOOKS, chapter by chapter over the next two weeks. This is the unedited version so please forgive any errant wording.
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Chapter 5
The man in black pulled into the motel parking lot. He preferred hotels, but this motel was just far enough out of the way that he wouldn’t attract a lot of attention. It also provided better reception being a bit further away from the center of town. He could see the sky growing darker from the west, and the trees were swaying in the stiffening breeze. They were right this time, a storm was definitely on its way. He popped the trunk and grabbed his bags, taking a quick glance around the parking lot before closing the trunk again. No one was around.
“This town sure is quiet,” he thought, heading toward his room.
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Commander Weisman pulled all the files he could find on Dom. He knew this was a perfect chance for him to do something special. He didn’t know what the man in black had in mind, but with the way he was acting, he seemed part of some top secret government agency. Dom was a fantastic cadet and deserved to be part of something bigger. His talents were top-notch and getting better by the day.
Dom also had the intangibles that couldn’t be taught. He could schmooze with the best of them but make it charming enough it wasn’t repellant. Not everyone could do that. Weisman had seen enough suck assess in his day, even in that very year, but Dom wasn’t like that. He knew Dom was going places and this would be his ticket.
Weisman wasn’t entirely altruistic. He had his motives. Ever since being cleared of the hacking charges a few years earlier, he’d done his best to stay on the right side of the government. Those spooks spooked him enough that he didn’t dare cross them again. He hadn’t done it maliciously, though he knew he was bending the rules, stretching themas he used to tell the other forum dwellers and that it would catch up with him at some point. It did, but they liked him enough and followed the “keep your friends close, keep your enemies closer” kinda thing with him. They didn’t want him falling into the hands of the enemy. They installed him at the Academy to watch over, nurture, and guide the best and the brightest for the next generation.
Dom was that. He came prepared and made it look easy. Pulled off the mean streets of Chicago’s North side, he graduated at the top of his class from Lane Tech, winning honors as Homecoming King, Prom King, Class President. All around people liked him, damn it. They really did. It was almost comical how much he could get away with; the teachers letting him explore every whim and fancy he had.
Now here it was going to pay off, the pull of some higher-ups noticed, and now they were going to take him away.
From the forthcoming short story, Domination of the SPOOKS: A Man Meets His Mission.
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