How under the Heavens is one man supposed to escape the clutches of the most devastating  killers in creation with a thirst for blood fueled with their unmitigated desires for vengeance?

  That is the dilemma that the protagonist of my recently completed novel, In the Heart of the City,  has faced the very moment he released his finger from the trigger of the weapon that claimed the life  of his highest profiled victim. Set in the cities of Philadelphia, Seattle, New York, Moscow, this is a  character driven 70,000 word fast moving thriller with flowing action scenes, unforeseen betrayals,  laced with seductive midnight fantasies.

  Terrence Daniels, a man without a past, has given up hope and is determined to live the only life that  he has ever known, the life of a cold blooded killer. An outsider living in Japan, preparing for the  cancellation of his latest victim, fate stepped in, in the form of an exotic, mysterious goddess, and  forever erased the linear line of his destiny. Unable to carry out the murder, Terrence flees with the  mysterious stranger back to his home in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

  Living in peace, his secure state of solace was shaken to the core once again. Given one last  assignment, Terrence for the sake of his family reluctantly agrees to carry out the mission. What  should have been just another job fell victim to the universal law that, “The best laid plans of mice  and men often go awry,” John Steinbeck’s of Mice and Men.  The accidental killing of the wife and  infant son of the most powerful man in the Philadelphia Russian Brava has set off a tidal wave death  and destruction, the likes of which the city has never seen. Now Terrence and all that he holds sacred  is in the crosshairs of every criminal in the city looking to collect the bounty that has been nailed to  their heads. What will he do to escape their clutches, and how will he use all of his skills to survive  the unrelenting savageness that awaits him In the Heart of the City?

  Since learning to read and write at a very early age, literature has always been my one and only true  love. This art form has been a vital key to my existence and survival in places where even the most  illuminated could never break through the darkness. A field trip to the house where Edgar Allan  Poe penned arguably his best work, The Pit and the Pendulum, I sat at his writing table, and the  Black Poe was born. Under that pen name, I published my first novel Poison Ivy, a gritty, urban take  on the central themes of Poe’s work The Fall of the House of Usher. I have also mentored and helped  develop several published authors within the various genres of the literary industry. I believe that  yes a person is judged by the fruit that they bear, but to me, that fruit is never as sweet tomorrow as  it was yesterday. For me as I begin to carve out my legacy, the best is yet to come.