Bermuda Heat P. A. Brown

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.A letter.A secret.A tragedy.David’s mother told him his father died when he was born.His mother lied.David Eric Laine always believed his father had died in Vietnam before his birth.His mother remarried and he was adopted by his stepfather and grew up knowing Graham Laine as his only father.Forty years later, a letter arrives and David finds out everything he thought was a lie.His father, Joel Cameron, is alive and living in Bermuda where he came from back in 1968 to attend college.He met David’s mother, at the time a much more rebellious child of the turbulent sixties.Following David’s birth his mother fled back to the safety of her familiar, protected world and the lie was born.Rather than face her shame, David was told his father died a hero in Vietnam.Now the lies unravel and the newly married Chris and David embark on a journey to discover the truth.MLR PRess AuthoRsFeaturing a roll call of some of the best writers of gay erotica and mysteries today!M.Jules AedinMaura AndersonVictor J.BanisJeanne BarrackLaura BaumbachAlex BeecroftSarah BlackAlly BlueJ.P.BowieMichael BreyetteP.A.BrownBrenda BryceJade BuchananJames BuchananCharlie CochraneJamie CraigKirby CrowDick D.Ethan DayDiana DeRicciJason EddingAngela FiddlerDakota FlintS.J.FrostKimberly GardnerRoland GraemeStorm GrantAmber GreenLB GreggDrewey Wayne GunnDavid JuhrenSamantha KaneKiernan KellyM.KingMatthew LangJ.L.LangleyJosh LanyonClare LondonWilliam MalteseGary MartineZ.A.MaxfieldTimothy McGivneyPatric MichaelAKM MilesReiko MorganJet MyklesWilliam NealeWilla OkatiL.PicaroNeil S.PlakcyJordan Castillo PriceLuisa PrietoRick R.ReedA.M.RileyGeorge SeatonJardonn SmithCaro SolesJoAnne Soper-CookRichard StevensonMarshall ThorntonLex ValentineHaley WalshMissy WelshStevie WoodsLance ZarimbaCheck out titles, both available and forthcoming, atwww.mlrpress.comBeRMudAheAtP.A.BRownmlrpresswww.mlrpress.comThis book is a work of fiction.Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.Copyright 2011 by P.A.BrownAll rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form.Published byMLR Press, LLC3052 Gaines Waterport Rd.Albion, NY 14411Visit ManLoveRomance Press, LLC on the Internet:www.mlrpress.comCover Art by Deana C.JamrozEditing by Kris JacenISBN# 978-1-60820-161-7Issued 2011This book is licensed to the original purchaser only.Duplication or distribution via any means is illegal and a violation of International Copyright Law, subject to criminal prosecution and upon conviction, fines and/or imprisonment.This eBook cannot be legally loaned or given to others.No part of this eBook can be shared or reproduced without the express permission of the publisher.AuthoR’s noteIn 2005 I accepted a contract position in Bermuda.It was for 3 years, working as a Network Engineer for an offshore law firm.It was a total upheaval – they paid and shipped all my household goods and put me up in Ashwood Cove, a hotel used by businesses to temporarily house new employees while they search for their own place.Before they actually hired me, they brought me down for a weekend.The day after meeting with my future employer and getting a tour of the server rooms – they had 2 buildings, and 2 climate controlled rooms – I bought a 1-day bus pass and from the main terminal I took every single bus all around the islands (there are actually something like 147islands that make up Bermuda) I had a book and a notepad with me and I wrote down all my impressions of Bermuda.It was a great way to see my new home.Rents in Bermuda are astronomical.Houses for families would start at $15,000 a month.I found a one bedroom apartment in Southampton that cost $2200 a month.It was a nice place, the whole front wall was glass.From inside I could see Little Sound.It was situated just below one of the highest points in Bermuda, where Gibbs Lighthouse stands.Outside, if I stood on the edge of the property, I could see the Dockyards across Great Sound, one of the places where cruise ships dock.It's also where Chris and David have lunch on their first day.I lived there for a little over a year.I was there when Florence, the hurricane came through.That was quite a show, which is also featured in Bermuda Heat.In the beginning of 2007 I moved clear to the other side of the island, into St.George's, which is a cute little heritage town with narrow winding streets, a lot of which don't have names.It also has a small dairy farm, which supplies some of Bermuda's milk.Taking a walk through St.Georges was like walking back in time.I've never been to Europe, but I imagine the narrow, curving streets were like that.Bermuda has very strict building codes.Nothing over 7 stories, no billboards, no neon and no fast food restaurants.Except for Kentucky Fried Chicken, which got in before the ban was put in place.It's a joy to walk around Hamilton, the main business area, and not be bombarded with flashing signs and exhortations to buy, buy buy.Buildings are constructed under strict codes, which is why they can withstand any hurricane.It was a wonderful time in my life and I'm glad I had the chance to experience Bermuda.I've tried to relive that a little bit in my fiction.A fun website that can give a little glimpse of Bermudianslang is: http://pdos.csail.mit.edu/~decouto/bvurds.htmlP.A.Brown2011ChAPteR oneSaturday, 9:20am, Rigali Avenue, Atwater Village, Los Angeles The brown Ford squealed when it failed to take the corner at sixty.Instead it threw up streamers of dust and stones as it bounced across a gravel verge into an empty parking lot.Martinez cursed as his partner, LAPD homicide detective David Eric Laine, took the same path, their unmarked Crown Vic blowing out whatever shocks might have been left in the aged vehicle when they screeched onto the lot after the fleeing Ford.Martinez reported their twenty and called for backup, then hung on as David maneuvered ever closer to the other car’s rusted out bumper.David ignored everything but the Ford and the two Pinoy boys they’d been closing in on for days.Since somebody stomped a Temple Street Trese boy to death and put all the Asians on edge, ready to stomp back, it was paramount they be stopped.David and Martinez were working with the local gang cops to try to stop the mess before it got uglier.They’d spotted Sokun, the leader of the Pinoy’s, at a liquor store on Brunswick five minutes ago.The chase had been on.David figured they would try and double back, make a break for Rigali.But then a whoop and a new cloud of dust announced that their backup had arrived.A black and white roared in, lights and siren on full code three.What Sokun did next startled David.Instead of braking and coming around, the brown piece of crap’s laboring engine roared, tires spat gravel and the car lunged forward [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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