How could he have foreseen how it would end? No one could. Thanks to being stabbed in the back by, Edward, one of his dope house operators, Big-D, a kingpin in the crack trade on the East side of Detroit, was facing several years in the gray bar hotel, “prison” for drug distribution.
He’d already lost his home, his clothes, his jewelry, all the money he’d made from plying his trade, his luxury SUV, and now he was loosing his two women, companions, and bi lovers, Candy and Shirley.
To make matters worse, Brick, Big’s counterpart on the West side of the city, as well as Sandman, and Midnight, two brothers, and vicious dealers from Chicago, wanted his territory, and Big wasn’t having any of it.
While behind bars, and witnessing the rape of a fellow inmate, Big realizes he can’t do his time. He contrives a plan to not only get out of jail, but, also, get rid of his rivals, as well as get his women back.
After getting out of prison, Big puts his plan into action. What he couldn’t foretell was the chain of events that would lead to his demise. Not even his best friend, Boss-man, a retired, ex-pimp, and whore house operator, could save him.
5.0 out of 5 stars Science Fiction remains a stronghold for great storytellers, people who rock back in writing chairs ... April 30, 2015
By Temple Emmet Williams (a retired Reader’s Digest editor)
Format:Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase
Science Fiction remains a stronghold for great storytellers, people who rock back in writing chairs and see a world confronted by the unexpected. We’re not talking about the great poet Robert Frost’s “Fire and Ice” … rather something other-worldly, yet believable. It stretches our imagination to the breaking point, but not beyond. The human characters are cut, not from cardboard, but from flesh and blood, with uncertainty, bluster, humility and bravado, forced into the chaos and heroics of the unknown. Some survive. Many don’t.
Ride the magic carpet of Marsell Morris, author of Alien Plot – First Contact. He takes us around the world, from tundra to dusty Africa, from swamps to the White House. We gasp for air, thirst for water and sink beneath the waves. In the end, author Morris does not solve the whole problem because another book waits just a few light years away. Speed it up, Mr. Morris. Get it here sooner. This page-flipping storytelling is fun to read.