I
have, in previous posts, mentioned that many members of my family are in
law-enforcement. Today’s story is about my beloved daughter Turtledove, who at
6’4’’ and 200 lbs. is the epitome of the Amazonian warrior. Graceful, feminine
and a real hoot at parties, I sometimes forget that she is a member of a paramilitary
government organization (one that I cannot name or even spell for that matter)
and is on the front line to defend America from terrorists, enemy combatants
and the zombie apocalypse.
She says the trick she uses to get information from
uncooperative suspects is to wrap her hand around their throat, lift them off
the ground and ask, “Do you really think it’s a good idea to piss me off!!?”
Most
quickly agree that pissing her off is definitely not the way to go as I myself
have learned from my own personal experience.
Anyway…
We
were having coffee at Starbucks the other day when she told me about a
situation she participated in that involved a sniper light, a wooded area and a
Virginian businessman with considerable government contacts.
Late
one evening this businessman just happens to look out his back window and sees
a bright red laser light moving erratically in the woods behind his house. He
immediately locks himself inside his panic room. Then makes a call to
Washington and because of his considerable influence, my daughter is
immediately dispatched to the scene in full body armor.
When
she arrives, she signals the businessman to let her in. She then tells him to shut
off the house lights and after he complies, she peers out into the wooded area
and sure enough, she sees the red laser moving quickly as if trying to target a
very small or hard to hit object. She instructs
the businessman to return to the panic room then goes outside and into the
woods to investigate.
Carefully
making her way through the dark, she hears movement ahead. The laser light
quickly turns toward her and as she raises her pistol and checks her vest to
see if she’s been targeted, it shifts and points in the opposite direction.
She
quietly continues toward it, keeping her pistol at the ready and angling to
make herself as small a target as possible.
As
she grows closer, she hears something being slammed repeatedly against the
forest floor, snapping branches and rustling leaves, then suddenly, heavy
breathing, a weak groan and then a high pitched shriek.
Turtledove
immediately vaults toward the scene, flashlight on and gun ready to fire.
Then
she saw it…
After
taking a sip of my coffee I looked at my daughter and asked what she had come
upon. She stared at me with eyes that have seen too much of the horrors of this
world. Eyes that have viewed places man was never meant to view. It was then
she reached across the table and took my hand and said, “Dad, you can get the
answer to that question by clicking on my facebook page http://facebook.com/aripublishing and clicking
the LIKE button.
Well,
needless to say I was furious! Imagine her forcing me to first go to a first rate
facebook page that is filled with oodles of interesting and fascinating stuff
that will intrigue those blessed with brilliant and creative minds.
But
if you don’t have one of those:
Here’s
what happened.
What
Turtledove found was a dying deer that had been shot through the eye socket by
an arrow that had a red LCD light on the end! She explained that poachers use
those types of arrows to hunt deer in restricted areas or after hunting season
is over. The LCD helps them find their kill in the dark and because arrows are
silent they don’t attract attention. Apparently, my daughter scared the
poachers off.
Since you’re
already here, why not click on one of the images on the right and read a sample
of my books or just watch the video. And should you find one intriguing enough to
buy, it comes with a money back guarantee if you don’t like it, so what’s to
lose? And you just might find a new favorite author.
