Beware the Hawk
Places and scenes from my novella, Beware the Hawk, a humorous spy/thriller. I'll be updating as much as I can without giving the whole plot away! For more…
"There is this certain kind of slime that you can find in the gutters of Chinatown. I don’t know what it’s made of, but as soon as you cross over the invisible line that separates Chinatown from the Financial District, it’s all over the place. You can’t smell it in the winter, but it’s there, congealed into pools of greasy ice. I put my foot through the Chinatown gate, right onto a sheet of the stuff and went down... It was 3 a.m."
"Sure, being a courier for a secret, possibly terrorist society has its risks, but the pay was worth it. At least I thought it was until I was ordered to make a late-night run to Boston to meet an opium-addicted, vodka-addled contact, who blows the deal. Now I am being hunted as I hobble, injured through the streets of Beantown. When I discover a gun and and my new assignment, I wonder if perhaps I made a bad career choice."