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What would you do if you were at restaurant with friends and when you said, “Please pass the salt,” the salt-shaker came whizzing across the table and plopped into your hand? You can have too much salt and too much love, but you can you have too much math?

This is the story of the conversation between God and Moses on Mount Sinai. You can argue with God, but you cannot argue with chicken salad.

Pearl Harbor, 1942: Lieutenant Junior Grade Douglas Clayton, a man who studied literature, is assigned as the engineering officer aboard a submarine; a bad luck submarine that recently sank while tied up at the pier. While on patrol in the South China Sea, the captain and executive officer mysteriously get sick and die. Clayton suspects the next highest-ranking officer, Lieutenant Arbogast. Is it mutiny to support Lieutenant Arbogast when he takes command of the submarine? Or, is it mutiny to have him arrested?

The mission of the Falkland was to establish a new colony twenty light years beyond any other human outpost. Godfrey was a maintenance engineer deep in the bowels of the ship when it plowed into a coronal mass ejection from a dying star. Only Godfrey and a handful of others survived in the rear section of the ship. The survivors crowded aboard the last shuttle. Then the captain sent Godfrey to make one last check for survivors. When he returned, the shuttle door was locked. The captain said, “Sorry Godfrey, no more room.” The shuttle detached and headed back toward civilization. He had ...

Jack English was just getting out of the shower when his house shook so hard, it almost knocked him off his feet. A Mercedes Benz had crashed through his front door. A tranquilizer dart stuck out of the driver’s neck. The driver was a Philadelphia lawyer hired to file a whistle blower suit against a pharmaceutical company suspected of manufacturing drugs for organized crime. And, then the murders began.

Cait O’Malley, a newly minted Ph.D., was hired to develop a particle beam weapon for the Navy. Initially she said it was impossible but, over the course of two years, she and her team built a device that was lethal at five miles. While she was out of town, her billionaire boss test fired the weapon and accidently shot down a commercial airliner. Part of the fuselage slammed into a car driven by Jack English, an Atlantic City lawyer. He survived and worked with O’Malley to expose the cover-up.

Billy Monday was the descendent of a Greek God living a quiet life running a bookstore in Boston. He only used his godly powers to keep it from snowing on his block. That is until the city decided to tear down his store to build a parking garage. They say you can't fight city hall, but...

Stealing is easy. Getting away with it is hard. Mathew St. Augustine’s “gift” was that he could visualize the reaction to every action before anyone else could. It wasn’t much as superpowers went, but it helped him counterfeit $10 billion of electronic money using the Federal Reserve Bank’s computers. But, did he get away with it?

The Immortality Gene by Jack English Brenda O’Rourke invested $10 million in a pharmaceutical start-up lead by Dr. Arthur Everly. Everly says he has reversed the aging process turning eighty-year-olds into fifty-year-olds. But he has not given O’Rourke any details on the process or patented anything so she cannot protect her investment. O’Rourke hires Jack English, an Atlantic City lawyer, to see whether he can really reverse aging, and if so, to document the process and protect her investment. Pharmadyne, a large pharmaceutical company, is in trouble. The patents on its two major ...

What if you saw something you absolutely, positively knew couldn’t be real? What if physical evidence piled on top of physical evidence saying it was real and other people saw the same thing you did. Would you cling to a slender thread of hope that there must be some rational explanation? Duncan Fitzpatrick was a brilliant physicist using futuristic technology to carve a golf resort out of a remote, bone-dry, patch of Nevada desert. Things were going well until something unbelievable scared off his workforce and halted the project. When his investors tried to foreclose, Fitzgerald called ...

When Sheila Gray, a high-priced escort, is framed for a judge’s murder, Jack English, her attorney, must protect her from both the law and the people trying to frame her. While putting together her defense, he discovers a sex club for the rich and influential that penetrates the highest levels of society and law enforcement.

Atlantic City’s casinos generate a river of cash and that river of cash could become an ocean of cash if only New Jersey had the right kind of governor. But, Jim Whitehead wasn’t that kind of governor. After he was killed in a helicopter crash, Jack English was asked to represent a state trooper also killed in the accident. It should have been a simple liability case but unseen political forces didn’t want English to dig too deeply or look at the facts too closely. That’s why he ended up covered in gasoline, clinging to a beer cooler, twenty miles out in the Atlantic with a storm ...

In 1933 President Roosevelt ordered all Americans to turn in their gold to the Federal Reserve. Do you think the industrialists, bootleggers and mobsters of the day did it? Would you do it? And, since they probably wanted to keep the whereabouts of that gold secret, they probably didn’t tell anybody where it was. They may have gone to their graves with the secret. Wil Kiley, a modern day investigative reporter, thought he could find some of that hidden gold. Along the way, he ran up against the District Attorney, mobsters, a mystery woman and a woman good with power tools. Not that ...

Few things piss off people more than having their computer hacked. That goes double for businesses and government agencies. Nobody should take the law into their own hands, but what if somebody set up an organization to whack hackers? Jack English parked across the street from a mid-century ranch house. The front door was open a crack. Iron Butterfly’s In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida was playing. The bass was cranked all the way up. He knocked on the partly opened door. He didn’t get a response and pushed the door open. There were blood streaks on the floor. Whoever was bleeding had been dragged ...

O.K. so there are no such things as flying saucers or little green men. But what if you spent eight months aboard an alien space ship? How would you explain it to your best friends? What would you say to make them believe you?

Jack English and three of his buddies were fishing fifty miles off the coast of Atlantic City when they found an abandoned cargo ship. When they climbed on board, Jack found a plastic bag full of money stuffed up between two pieces of machinery. The money had Saddam Hussain’s smiling picture on it. As they were getting ready to leave, a yacht full of armed men headed straight for them. The name of the yacht was the Bucket of Blood. And, therein lies the tale.

War Games The assignment was simple. Move four obsolete tactical nuclear warheads from Fort Dix in New Jersey to the Aberdeen Proving Grounds in Maryland so they could be decommissioned. An anti-nuclear Congresswoman, and a hundred of her acolytes, planned to stop the truck in route to protest all nuclear weapons. But she was not the only ones interested in the weapons. So, the army, in its infinite wisdom, decided to ship the weapons in a Piggly Wiggly truck down the New Jersey Turnpike. What could go wrong?

When thirty million dollars went missing from a union pension fund, Melinda McGeorge walked back into Jack English’s life. She was his first serious love, the one he dreamed about, and the one that got away. She took his breath away, she always did. She pulled on his soul with the gravity of a thousand suns. She and her husband were at the center of the missing pension money. Just when Jack English figured out how the money was embezzled and where it was, Melinda’s daughter was arrested for murdering her father. She was found holding the gun, sitting next to the body, minutes after the ...

Rutherford Engineering was experimenting with the first primitive warp drive when Hayden Kronic, president of the United Government, began terrorizing earth’s people. Then Kronic decided to confiscate Rutherford’s Martian territories and arrest Alexander Stoneheart, its CEO. Stoneheart and twelve thousand of his people try to escape to Tau Ceti, a sun like star 11.9 light years from earth. But their warp drive is cranky and barely more than a lab experiment. Everyone is afraid of getting stuck between the stars. Further, the only two habitable planets around Tau Ceti are high gravity ...

What would happen if a jolly old elf tried to set up a factory in a down and out town with high unemployment? Would they praise Caesar or try to bury him? Must every good deed be punished?