David Alexander began writing early in life and began writing uncoaxed and spontaneously. His fledgling appearance in print dates to a sonnet published in a New York City daily newspaper when David was in elementary school in Brooklyn. Between then and today, he has written and published in virtually every literary category, including novels, novelettes, short fiction, poetry, essays and film scripts. He received his early education via the New York City public school system. He later attended Columbia University in New York City and Sorbonne University in Paris, France.
In addition to fiction and creative nonfiction, Alexander has written technical papers as a defense analyst for some of the world's most prestigious international defense publications on high-technology combat systems and their strategic and tactical applications. He is as conversant with the global corporate and civilian defense sector as he is with the military side. Few can justly claim the scope and breadth of his knowledge of and familiarity with the international defense community, ranging from weapon systems to global strategic policy.
As an author, Alexander can justly claim to have pulled himself up by his own bootstraps. Never has he benefited from anybody's patronage. There have been no wealthy relatives with connections, no connections by marriage; no favors traded in secret, no hooked-up friends to fast-track his career. Nor has anybody but David Alexander penned the titles published over David Alexander's byline. Alexander is a resident of Brooklyn Heights, where he has lived and written for many years.
Book one of four in this all action series. Pretty much every chapter has some kind of shoot-out, blow-up or violence. Although, action for actions sake sometimes backfires. There are great scenes here and there. There are also loads of padded action. This book could of been a little shorter, with not much lost on plot. Another sort of problem with this, way to many acronyms. There is at lest one on each page. Sometimes many more. It starts to jumble things around trying to remember what stands for what.
Long story short, the inventors of The Skyfire project are dying. Quinn, aka Nomad is brought out of the shadows to find out why. This takes you from land to sea to space. As a subplot the STRIKE computer that Nomad created is infected with a virus. Nomad has to fix it. First he has to go through all his self programmed booby-traps. Not to give anything away, but you know there is three more books, so you might know the outcome of this.