Wednesday, April 11, 2018

A Slice of Nick Hammer - The Horseman

The two lovers were bound by sex and a tantalizing business opportunity.  Sex sells toothpaste, body wash, automobiles, and most other things consumer related.  Aurore and Eva knew that very well.  But the products they sold were not found on a super market shelf.  Their houses of prostitution provided them a luxurious life.  Like the Horseman, crime paid them well.  But they were hungry and wanted more – of everything.  

South America supplied them with many girls and little boys.  Bogotá, with Eva’s considerable real estate holdings, provided them with a base of operations.  Far away from Teddy Rockville’s burned down manor house, they picked up the pieces with nary missing a beat. 
          Eva and Aurore made the needed contacts and put their network in place.  This network included cops and politicians with fire sale price tags.  Soon they began exporting their new ‘product line’ to Aurore’s whore houses in the French countryside.  Their business enjoyed an uptick in daily foot traffic and increases in the bottom line.  The future looked bright and a South American, Rockville style New Year’s Day blow out was not out of the question.  None of this activity went unnoticed by Watershed.  

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Monday, April 9, 2018

New Book Published

I am pleased to announce the publishing of my newest book,  The View - From My Front Porch.  It offers the reader a wide variety of subjects, with a life and world affirming view in mind.  
Availability - 
                      Amazon USA  ... 3 - 5 business days.  
                     Amazon Europe ... 3 -5 business days.  
                 Expanded Distribution (Libraries, Stand Alone Bookstores) ... 6 - 8 weeks.  

                                 Author’s Foreword

It’s really the view from my deck.  I chose the word Porch because it harkens back to the days when folks would congregate on front porches and just talk.  They faced one another and talked about whatever was on their minds.  They enjoyed not just the conversation, but the physical company of other human beings.  These folks had little in the way of distraction that might compete for their attention. 
          Like a smart phone.  I am not against technology; I happen to enjoy it.  But I am concerned about what appears to be our rabid dependence and addiction to it.  Put down that damned phone and talk to your mother!  Wait just a minute Tommy until Mommy finishes her candy crush run -this kind of thing.  Of course there are other things happening on my porch. 
          I discontinued my popular View Series (The View, Act II, and the Final Act).  The Front Porch is a re-formatted and edited version of the previous three books.  I tossed out what is not relevant for our times and added new material. 
         There is considerable talk about political correctness and all that is attached to it.  Manliness is discussed, along with the daily rat race, material possessions, and quite a few other things.  Many delve into the ancient northern Germanic folkway sometimes known as Heathenry with its world and life accepting view. 
     A word on the Havamal used in this book.  I took the Bellows and Hollander translations and tried to put them into my words that the modern reader might find helpful.  It is not a new translation.  It is my feeble attempts to aid the reader understand the essays.  Then there are the questions. 
    The questions do not have a right or wrong answer.  After the essay and the Havamal verses, the questions are there for self examination.  At the very least, they give the reader something to think about. 

 Welcome to my front porch.  Pull up a chair and sit awhile.  

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Wednesday, April 4, 2018

The Horseman Is Not Hammer's Friend

“Yeah … he parked his ass at a Residency Inn up by Hobby for ten days.  He paid cash.  The folks there gave the same physical description as the clerk at the rental agency and they told us about the accent.  I’ve got guys goin’ over the room but I doubt we’re gonna find anything.” 
          “Dan, I think you need to get your computer guys to troll the dark net.  A shooter like this is not gonna advertise in the local newspaper.  And Dan, the guy’s gone … out of the country.” 
          “Looks like the trail ends at Hobby, Jimmy.  Webber probably had a flight out of here under another alias.” 
          “Tell me Dan … how well do you know Hammer and Gomez?” 
          “Other than their good record … I’d have to say just socially … what are you getting at Jimmy?” 
          “Why would an international hit man based in Europe come to America to kill two Texas private investigators?” 
          “Damn, that’s a good question … you have something to tell me, don’t you Jimmy?”  ~ Master of Scouts, Lay It on Me~
          “Hammer and Gomez were involved in some pretty high profile stuff … like that sex slavery thing they turned up in League City.  About a week later, six Texas girls and one kid from Louisiana were rescued in England and brought home.  Scotland Yard’s Flying Squad got the credit.  

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Sunday, March 25, 2018

More of Nick Hammer - The Horseman

Nick fought to stay conscious.  After three surgeries in as many days the pain killers were overwhelming.  During his unconscious state nightmares forced him to relive the shooting. 
          The gunfire and smell of blood filled his head.  Before he fit the floor, he saw Magda go down.  Blood flowed out of his partner, the thickness of it meeting the thickness of his own.  Before he lost total consciousness, he saw the Shooter place a small figurine on Magda’s desk.  He remembered the Shooter. 
          He was a damned good dresser, very dapper with matching tie and pocket rocket.  Light brown but not blonde hair with grey eyes.  Nick especially remembered the eyes. They were cold and almost lifeless, but held the look of death.  The Shooter paused to put a bullet into Magda’s head.  Her head jerked up and then bounced on the floor.  The kill shot – but not Nick - why not me?  Hammer woke to find Shannon standing by his bed and holding on tightly to his hand.   

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Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Thoughts on Family and Other Stuff

Family is something that not just a few words can describe.  It is much more.  It is the building block of clan, tribe, and the greater social structure, nation.  A career, just another word for job, should not come before family.  But oftentimes, it does.  Possessions, and the accumulation thereof, should not come before family.  But oftentimes, it does.  Filling up the house with stuff to impress the neighborhood should never be that important.  Everything just said about family is just as true and important for spouse.  A smart phone cannot hold you in the dead of night and make you feel special or secure.  

Our children learn from other sources than just books.  They learn from observing us.  Our moods and attitudes, words and deeds, are visible to them.  Like sponges, they suck it all up.  It is the ebb and flow, the orlog and wyrd of life.  It is not just our DNA that we pass on to them.  It is our values -  what we think is important in this life.  If we put career and stuff ahead of family and spouse they will learn that from us.  And they may do the same as adults.  The day of employer - employee loyalty are long gone.  This is truth.  Family is forever.  A spouse should last as long.  Possessions quickly become obsolete.  Do not let your family and spouse do the same.  

Havamal verse 40 - Don't save so much money that you don't use any of it.  You'll die, after all, and it might not go to the people you like.  The world ain't aimin' to please you.*

Havamal verse 72 - It's good to have a son, or someone you can call that; there ain't too  many men remembered 'cept those as left family behind*

Havamal verse 78 - I saw a rich man's sons, they had a good many o' head of cattle.  Now they're beggars in the street.  Wealth's nothin' to count on; it'll leave you as soon as it finds you.* 

* Havamal verses from Jackson Crawford's The Cowboy Havamal found in his translation of the Poetic Edda copyright 2015 Hackett Publishing Company, Inc.  

                         The Rest, Copyright 2018 Terry Unger  


Sunday, March 18, 2018

Latest Nick Hammer Published

My latest book, Nick Hammer - The Horseman is now available on Amazon in softcover and Kindle versions.  Here is a snippet ....  

Harris County Sheriff’s Deputies were joined by Houston P.D. but it was Harris County’s show.  The Harris County detective assigned to the case was Dan Bellows.  When League City detectives Jimmy Boyd and Slick Eddie Powers heard the news, they jumped into an unmarked radio car and headed to the scene.  The three detectives knew one another.  They met just inside the tape line. 
          “I don’t think I have to tell you two you’re out of your jurisdiction,” Bellows annoyed, said. 
          “Hey man,” Slick Eddie said, “Hammer and Mags are our friends.  We’re not here to stomp on your turf.” 
          “Yeah … what Slick just said, Dan,” Jimmy Boyd managed to say.  “Relax brother … this is a real hard nut to swallow.” 
          “Well, yeah, no shit … apologies.  Didn’t mean to get up in your face … this is gonna be a real ball buster,” Bellows whispered. 
          “You got anything so far?” Slick asked. 
          “Not a whole hellava lot.  This Shooter’s real good … it had to be a professional hit … he picked up his brass … how many guys do that … until I get a report from the hospital, I’ve got no idea how many shots were fired … from the blood on the floor it had to be a lot.  There’s no bullets in the walls or furniture …

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Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Coming Soon

My fourth Nick Hammer takes on the topics of revenge, honor, justice, responsibility, and family.  

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A Slice of Nick Hammer - The Horseman

The two lovers were bound by sex and a tantalizing business opportunity.  Sex sells toothpaste, body wash, automobiles, and most other thi...