2 books by Ron Lealos
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Overview: Born Irish and Russian and raised mostly by nuns, it took 60 years to discover I was Jewish and not Catholic. Didn’t really matter since the Pope and me don’t chum around much anymore. Besides, a morning alone with one of the Sisters, pants around my ankles, and I kinda’ lost my faith somewhere close to my shoe laces.
The late 1990’s and early 21st century was the start of writing and learning to write. I didn’t know the word “craft” applied to writing, but was prompted to educate myself by a girlfriend who read my first semi-autobiographical work, No Direction Home, a 600-page opus puked out while she was in the Netherlands. Her comment: “you have stories to tell, but now you have to learn how to write them.” My initial mentor, Roger Larsen, encouraged me to move on to the best known teacher in the Portland, Oregon area, Tom Spanbauer. I joined his Risky Writing class and brought seven pages of Don’t Mean Nuthin’ to read every week. One of my classmates was Chuck Palahniuk, who was then drafting Fight Club. After two years, Spanbauer kicked me out, saying I was “killing” him with all the gore and sending him to places he had no desire to go. Since then, I have been on my own and written another four novels, including the most recent, Pashtun, set in Afghanistan.
Genre: Thriller, Military
Pashtun
The Company has a special secret operation planned for one of their top agents: the leaders of the Taliban and al-Qaeda terrorist groups are hiding out in Pashtun country, and they must be eliminated. The job falls to a man they have named Frank Morgan—an agent who stood out as a recruit at Quantico and whose skills resemble those of the legendary Vietnam assassin. The other soldiers claim Frank’s abilities as a sniper and a tracker border on the supernatural and are more than willing to complete this mission with him.
Frank begins his adventure in Afghanistan with another Company-appointed soldier: an indestructible lyrical Irishman with a cutting sense of humor and a bottle of Jameson never far from hand. After the men rescue a burqa-clad young woman, they soon discover that the Company has not been honest with them and decide to take a second mate under their wing—a giant who quotes poetry and rap songs while he both enacts torture and lives through his own agonizing trials.
They know now that oil, drugs, and greed have led to this quest; assassinating the terrorists is not their main objective. However, this still must be done. After becoming dangerously acquainted with the heroin business in the frontier provinces, Frank and his comrades continue their mission. But the lines have now blurred, and the assignment is more complicated than they expected.
The Sixth Man
Someone is murdering high-ranking Vietnamese government officials, so the head of Saigon’s homicide division, Captain Chyang Fang, a troubled Chinese Vietnamese man, is given the task of finding the killer. Hated by almost everyone in Saigon and an outcast in both Chinese and Vietnamese circles, Fang has to rely on his wit, biting sarcasm, and not-so-capable assistant, Sergeant Phan—a man who would rather play on his smartphone than work—to find the killer who leaves toy cobras on the bodies of his victims.
With the aid of a hunchbacked coroner who honed his skills watching episodes of CSI, and following a key lead that stretches back to the days of the Vietnam War, Fang is led on an opium-addled journey through modern-day Saigon, and if the killer doesn’t get him, the city and its people surely will.
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