Saturday, December 6, 2014

Red Eyes

Sequel to The Night Train
Coming in 2015
It has been almost three years since I released my first novel, The Night Train. Since then it has garnered 38 reviews on Amazon, with an average rating of 4.8 stars. I've received countless comments (Facebook, Twitter, in person), emails, phone calls, and even a lengthy letter from a fellow author who survived child abuse.

Child abuse is the dominate theme of The Night Train, but I didn't write it to be a book about child abuse. I wrote it to be a book about a boy who happened to be abused.

Since The Night Train, I've released two more novels -- Norton Road and Blinders. All three are stand-alone books. Series books aren't my thing. Along the way, so many readers asked when I was going to write a sequel to The Night Train that I decided to do something about it.

Red Eyes is the story of Farley Milo -- the scruffy, often lawless, hobo who took Jayrod Nash and Arnold Wise under his wing and guided them (pushed, pulled, sometimes prodded) through the adventure that made up the pages of The Night Train. In this sequel, readers will learn more background on Farley (who goes by the alias of Frank for much of the story), and they will follow him on a suspenseful journey that rips him from the alleys of Atlanta and throws him into the fight of his life when an old adversary kidnaps Arnold and lures him into a cross-country pursuit rife with pitfalls and stacked with characters old and new.

You don't have to read The Night Train in order to make sense of Red Eyes, but I suggest you do because it will enrich the reading experience of the sequel.

But what good would a blog post about an upcoming novel be without a teaser? Following is the opening lines of Red Eyes:


In prison they called him Red Eyes — a variation of red eye, which meant hard stare. His given name was Farley. In Atlanta, they called him Frank.
A noise awoke him. The city peddled noise like a drug, but this was different. This noise stood out. He pushed himself up to one elbow and cocked his ear toward the steel door and listened. There it was again. One small metal object probing another.
Frank visualized a pick tool probing the tumblers of the disengaged deadbolt, guided by hands taking direction from a brain that didn’t know about the length of pipe laid across two L-brackets just above the doorknob on the inside. Frank didn’t use the deadbolt because he didn’t have the key.
He threw back his blanket and groped the darkness for his boots, then pulled them on without making a sound. The noise at the door stopped, then restarted with less caution. Not the police, Frank thought. Cops would have reconnoitered the abandoned restaurant first, and would know the steel door that opened into the alley was the only way in or out of the ten-by-ten storage room. Besides, cops didn’t pick locks, they knocked down doors with rams, or blew them with explosives.
If not cops then who? A bounty hunter, perhaps, or someone out to settle an old score. Frank had lots of old scores against him. He also had more sense than to seal himself into a room with only one way out.


Red Eyes is scheduled for release in early 2015. For the most up to date information, like my Facebook Page, follow me on Twitter, check out my website, or subscribe to this blog (enter your email address in the subscription box to the right of this post).

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