SOME DEBTS DEMAND PAYMENT
A MARCUS JOHNSON THRILLER
ARMY RANGER MARCUS JOHNSON CAME HOME TO BURY HIS SISTER. He stayed to dismantle the empire that killed her.
IN SWEETWATER BEACH, FLORIDA, CORRUPTION RUNS DEEPER THAN THE GULF WATERS.
WHEN ELLA JOHNSON DIES OF A SUSPICIOUS OVERDOSE, HER BROTHER REFUSES TO
ACCEPT THE OFFICIAL STORY. WHAT HE UNCOVERS IS A CRIMINAL NETWORK REACHING THE TOWN'S HIGHEST POWERS-DRUG TRAFFICKING, HUMAN TRAFFICKING, AND OFFICIALS WHO PROFIT FROM BOTH.
TEAMING UP WITH MAYA REYES, A FORMER MARINE TURNED INVESTIGATIVE JOURNALIST
WHO'S BEEN FIGHTING THIS BATTLE ALONE, MARCUS WAGES WAR ON A SYSTEM DESIGNED TO PROTECT THE GUILTY. BUT THE DEEPER THEY DIG, THE MORE DANGEROUS ITßECOMES.
BODIES PILE UP. ENEMIES CLOSE IN. AND THE CONNECTION GROWING BETWEEN THEM MAKES THE STAKES IMPOSSIBLY HIGH.
WHEN THE CONFRONTATION COMES, MARCUS MUST CHOOSE: WALK AWAY FROM THE TOWN
THAT DESTROYED HIS FAMILY, OR STAND HIS GROUND AND FIGHT FOR THE ONE PLACEAND THE WOMAN-THAT MIGHT FINALLY BE WORTH THE RISK.
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"He made himself breathe.
Former Army Ranger. Two tours in Afghanistan. He had learned how to stay planted even when everything around him shifted, when the ground itself couldn’t be trusted.
Sweetwater had aged badly.
So had he.
He walked down Main Street, his boots heavy on the cracked pavement. Heat radiated up through the soles, and he felt sweat gathering at the small of his back, dampening the cotton of his t-shirt. The air shimmered above the asphalt in liquid waves. Most storefronts were boarded up with sun-bleached plywood or simply abandoned, their interiors visible through grimy windows—overturned chairs, scattered papers, the detritus of businesses that had packed up and left or just stopped showing up one day.
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