This story is about two highly placed New York City police detectives who did more work for the Mafia than they did the Police. Theft, murder, spying on the police for the mafia, contract assassination, they did it all. One wonders who the bad guys are if these are supposed to be the good ones. The cop that broke the case was the co-author, Detective William Oldham. It took him fifteen years and well into his retirement to gather enough evidence for a conviction. An amazing tale which proves again that crime dooesn't pay (in the long run anyway)
I graduated from the War college in 1984. Full of piss and vinegar, I went to Korea. Enroute, I read Clancy's novel. Red October. I was uneasy the entire flight, that someone would discover I was reading classified information, so close was it to compartmentalized information I had obtained from the college. In Dead or Alive, I got the same feeling. "The Campus" a new below the horizon security and clandestine operations entity, is self funded. John Clark, Dingo Chavez, and Jack Ryan's son Jack Jr. combine their skills to keep the Jihadists from throwing our country into turmoil. In his particular style, Clancy takes on the U.S. intelligence community, by mostly ignoring them. If your heart isn't palpitating after the first chapter. You don't know anything about soldiering.
I found the Trail of the Red Butterfly gripping novel. The author has obviously invested years of research into the period and locale for this story. Though the book was written in English, enough of the local Indian dialects and Spanish are used to give the story a flavor of reality. The Southwestern U.S. of 1800 retained the primativeness of the previous thousand years. Indians still lived off the wandering bands of buffalo, wild game and food they could gather. Select a small band of Indians and send them on a 2000 mile circuitious quest to find a lost brother. and you will understand the terms bravery and brotherly love. Make this your next read.
Just suppose you woke up one morning and you weren't you? Oh you were still you, but there was another being inside making decisions, laughing when you wanted to cry, turning left when you wanted to go right, slowly taking control. You were a new host to an alien, as, by now, were most of the sentient beings on Earth. While you still had some strength, what would you do? How would you survive in order to escape? It's certinly worth two credits to find out!
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