Friday, May 22, 2009

New Havana: Top Secret Review

The following review of Havana: Top Secret was published yesterday in The Rose and The Thorne Literary Ezine:

To read previous reviews, please go to my website:

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Havana: Top Secret Review on Havana Journal

Havana: Top Secret continues to receive excellent reviews. The following review appeared yesterday on Havana Journal, a blog written by a highly respected newspaperman which deals with Cuban-American issues:

"If you love Cuba, political intrigue and clandestine government operations, you’ll love Havana Top Secret."

Rob Sequin, Havana Journal

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Havana Top Secret Released!!!!

My new thriller Havana Top Secret was released today. It's available as e-book and in a week it will be available in print at Amazon. Need I tell you I'm excited?

Sunday, May 3, 2009

An Intriguing Excerpt From Havana: Top Secret

Here is an excerpt from my forthcoming book. If you want to read more, go to my website and open one of the four secret doors:

“That was uncomfortable,” Raymond said. “And the sugar business? What was that all about?”

“My cover, Ramon. Everyone in Cuba might suspect I’m with the CIA, but I still need a cover. I buy sugar for a Mexican consortium. Actually, I’ve gotten pretty good at it considering I didn’t know anything about sugar when I started.”

“I must admit I’m impressed. There’s never a dull moment with you, it seems. One moment you’re with the CIA, and the next you’re a sugar buyer for a Mexican group.”

“You know who that major was?” Pepe said.

“No,” Raymond answered. “But he sure asked a lot of questions.”

“He’s the head of national security, reporting directly to Raul Castro.”

“What?” Raymond stopped abruptly, and a woman following behind slammed into him. She was blonde, shapely and was wearing tight white shorts. Out of the corner of his eye, Raymond saw her dive into the mass of humanity and vanish. She reminded him of Sonia. “He’s what?”

“Keep walking.” Pepe yanked his arm. “I don’t know what Major Teceira was doing here. Maybe he was checking airport operations. Or maybe he was checking you out.”

“Me?” Raymond’s stomach contracted into tight, cold knots. “Why me?”

Pepe didn’t answer. He charged ahead in silence, his head rotating like a lighthouse as his eyes scanned the crowd. Raymond’s heart beat like a high school band drum.

When they stepped onto the sun-drenched sidewalk outside, Pepe stopped and said, “He’s Sonia’s husband.”