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Thanks to everyone who took part in my Cyber Monday Sale. It was a big hit. All my books have thrills but it’s always best to start at the beginning. “Quest for the Red Sapphire” introduces Linvin Grithinshield as the main character. After his parents are murdered he discovers it was in an effort to find parts of a puzzle that will lead to the powerful Red Sapphire. Fleeing for his life, Linvin takes up the challenge with his Uncle Anvar and infuriating cousins, Bander and Rander. The bickering family slowly becomes a unit as greater dangers come their way. “The Sapphire Crucible” takes over where “Quest” ends. The family is taken prisoner of the evil Mandrean Empire. Linvin and his crew must avoid death and find a way to escape. Linvin finds the Red Sapphire but now must fight his way home against insurmountable odds. There are some big surprises in this book. In the 3rd novel, “Mandrean Revenge” Lord Mandrean is furious about Linvin’s escape. He decides to kidnap Anvar and leave Linvin an ultimatum. Either Linvin returns to the empire for public execution or Anvar will be killed. Anvar is like a father to Linvin who cannot leave him to such a fate. He sets out for the empire but has no idea what awaits him on the road. The books are a fun, easy read and a great way to escape the everyday. They are available at: “Quest” http://amzn.to/1npYd0S , “Crucible” http://amzn.to/1lGfOVN and “Revenge” http://amzn.to/1L9c76S Enjoy the read!
“I can see that,” Linvin said while still staring at the pile. “Before we talk business, no one has given me any straight answers about father’s last trip. Please tell me what happened.”
“As with all things, Linvin, I can only tell you what I know. Dirk made all the deals with all our suppliers, and the whole business was too complicated for me. For that reason, I never really paid much attention to his dealings. Then, right about the time he sent you away, I noticed a change in him. He had the same passion for the business that had made it successful, but he began to have meetings with parties who were…well…of questionable character. The meetings were always private and often involved him taking a trip. It seemed like he was looking for something specific. I really thought little of it at the time, but now it gives me reason to wonder about the nature of the meetings and the trips.”
“One day, he emerged from one of those unusual meetings almost giddy. He acted as though he had just received a birthday present. I will never forget what he said to me. He shook me by the shoulder and said, ‘My good friend, this is it! I must go to Ravensburg with all due haste on a trading mission, and when it is all over, then my son can come home!’ He gathered some supplies and left. That was the last time I saw my old friend.”
“Father was headed to Ravensburg? Mother mentioned that in her letter. He must have traveled through the Unclaimed Territory,” Linvin said with horror.
“He did not seem to want to waste time, and that is easily the fastest route,” Gradon stated.
“But since the war, has that area not become unsafe?” asked Linvin.
“It has indeed,” Gradon answered. “It is overrun with bandits and exiles. That is the reason the trade routes all moved south to travel through Sartan.”
Linvin sipped his tea. “So he went with a trading caravan, I suppose?”
“Surprisingly, he went alone,” sighed Gradon.
“That is absurd!” Linvin swore while putting down his cup. “What was he thinking? Even in the best parts of the world, traders move in caravans to ward off thieves. How could he go alone into such an area? He was smarter than that.”
“It would seem,” Gradon surmised, “that he did not want anyone to know what he was doing. Forgive me for saying this, Linvin, I hate to even think it, but given the nature of the people he was dealing with, it is not implausible that his intentions were not…honorable.”
Linvin’s eyes widened and his nostrils flared as he leaned forward. “Are you implying that my father was involved in some unsavory, illegal activity?”
“Certainly I don’t believe that,” retreated Gradon. “However, many in town have whispered such things in the darkest of places, and those words have spread throughout the city. I would rather that you heard it from me first, rather than coming upon it from someone else.”
Linvin tried to contain his fury. “Is this why the societal crowd shunned my mother before last night?”
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