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The leaves were off the trees and the cattails at the edge of the lake were bursting their tops and the wind was blowing the fluff bound seeds out across the water. Her wolf, Bold Walker was sitting at her feed as she absent mindedly scratched behind his ear. Feather-in-the-Wind's mind was slowly drifting across all the adventure and growth that she had experienced since being rescued from the cave of the Condor and joining Taelo and his team. She had participated in establishing the Northern Elk Clan and in building the grand lodge and compound in what turned out to be the original valley the Elk Clan had started. She was now a permanent and accepted member of Taelo's team. She had been on the Journey of discovery when they traveled east. It was on that trip that she had first observed the mount. They had traveled much of the journey riding on their mounts. The team had just returned from their journey to the north and across the ice bridge to the world beyond. She had faced the giant brown bear and had almost lost her life. The journey was her journey into her mature life. The team had faced battle with the sky eyes and had won. She had helped save Taelo from almost certain death when his sled went into a fathomless crevasse in the ice. The team had returned with more than one hundred people from that far land. She had expressed her desire to lead the new sub-Elk clan that she had named the Eastern Elk Clan. She had Taelo's and the team's support but she did not think that would be enough. She was young, she was an adopted member of the Elk Clan, she was the wrong gender and had the smallest physical stature of all the people in the Clan. She had come to the realization that Running Stag, saved by Taelo from the cannibals was the soul mate she had always dreamt of meeting. He came out and sat with her as she waited to be summoned by Wise Owl the Elk Clan Council leader. She held little hope that she would be selected leader of the new Eastern Elk Clan. When she was called in to the council meeting she expected to hear rejection, instead she was given the staff that signified her appointment to the position of Eastern Elk Clan leader.She had tears in her eyes as she realized that her dreams of getting to lead a clan and finding her soul mate had both come true.
Long ago in the far northwest new people were making their way in an new land. Two young women were coming of age in a male dominated world that tried to control what they were allowed to do. They had a mother who empathetically understood her daughters and a supportive father that taught them the skills of hunting and protecting themselves in the wilds that surrounded them. White Swan and her sister Quiet Pheasant though two years apart could have passed for twins and they shared the same desire to be able to fend for themselves. Their transition into the mating age, brought their situation to a head. They attacked the situation and decided they would choose who would be their mates. The insistence of the Clan elders catalyzed the situation. They approached their two potential mates and challenged them to a hunt. Their goal was to see if their choices were the right ones.On the hunt both White Swan and Quiet Pheasant hunt on the bet that their two potential mates must clean and process the buffalos that the two of them will hunt They demonstrate a secret way to down the buffalo that has their two potential mates amazed. More amazing is when in an exchange White Swan proposes their union to Gray Fox Running. His stunned silence make White Swan wonder if she has pushed too far too fast. His suggestion his suggestion that he wants to make sure that she looks as sweet with the smell of buffalo washed off is to her a yes! She pushes her sister to make the same proposal to Red Oak. Their two new mates accept with the condition they get taught the new hunting technique that was so grandly displayed. Once home, her parents rejoice at their aggressive but successful daughters. White Swan and Quiet Pheasant change sub-Clans and leave with their new mates.
White Swan and her sister Quite Pheasant had anticipated his day for two autumns. Now both her and her sister were anticipating the naming of their children. It was the naming day. This was a day of celebration by the entire clan. It was the custom to wait two seasons before naming a child. The belief was that if the child did not survive then it would go into the next life free of any burden of this world. During this time, the child was under observation. Mannerisms were noted and would be added to the name. Each child chose their name by the object they chose from the each of the naming hide. Their two boys had been born on the same day. They would each select an object from the edge of the naming hide that would determine their name. So far neither one of their sons had demonstrated any behavior that would add an extra identifier to their name. A large white swan had arrived early in the morning. White Swan looked across the lake where is swam gracefully in a gracious and relax manner. This was a sign to her that something special would happen. White Swan was aware of an eagle that circled silently overhead during the entire naming ceremony. Quiet Pheasant''s son selected the feather of a Golden Hawk. This was a powerful symbol and would mean that he would have the name Golden Hawk. White Swan''s son was the last child to select his name symbol. He was the youngest of all the children selection names. She watched as he went immediately and picked up the claw of an eagle. He turned and held his selection high above his head. The eagle lets out a loud cry and descended like a spear on its way to the heart. The target continued to hold the claw above his head. In panic she rushed to protect her son, but the eagle got to its target first and carried off its prize. With tears in her eyes White Swan hugged her untouched son as. He was all smiles. Her totem and the totem of her son, the eagle flew gracefully out of the valley. Her son had chosen the eagle and the eagle had chosen her son. White swan held up her son and declared his name as Taelo, the claw of the eagle.
Ian Sinclair is the problem Solver. Never be one of his problems.There are problems that occur that seem unsolvable. These are problems that often have clear resolutions, but which have no socially acceptable way to get resolved. These are problems that cross political, social, and moral boundaries that are not manageable in normal ways.The problem solver crosses these boundaries. He resolves the problem in the way he determines is required.His research of the problem is thorough, in depth and as fair as possible.Once his research is done and he engages in the field, Ian never looks back and he carries out his plan.But as we all know plans often fall apart. It is at these times that his thoroughness saves him.He lives two lives and in both worlds, he is a problem solver. In his normal life he solves problems around the world for a multi-national company. In this normal world his family provides his anchor. In his other world his ethics and moral compass provide the reference by which he functionHe always questions his foundations and counts on his wife, Lesley to keep him on firm footing.He is a problem solver in both of his worlds. He has superior results in both.Once in action, he maintains a forward momentum that carries him through the toughest spots.Animals sense his fearlessness and his fundamental goodness and always seem to accept him but the people around him are often frightened by his direct and often devastating actions.His targets seldom know his intentions until the fatal moment when he takes action.Once action is initiated Ian is relentless, but he is always checking himself to ensure he is executing against plan and not emotions.His personal centering on fundamental truths and principals serves to guide him and it protects those that he works with as he carries out his plans.
Ian takes in the scene as the news camera zooms in as the police open the back of a semi. The heat waves shimmering up from the pavement speak to the extreme desert heat. One of the police officer turns and holds his hand over his mouth as he gets sick. The people in the back of the semi are dead and it is clear that many tried unsuccessfully to claw their way out. The camera man turns the camera to the field reporter who describes the scene and the awful smell.This was the second such discovery in as many months.The reporter poses the question of how or who will solve such a horrible problem. Ian knew immediately that he had been activated.Almost immediately after the news cast his phone displays a simple message, "call".Using one of his disposable phones Ian calls the number that he has memorize. He gets briefed on what is expected of him. As always he is reminded that he has a support team that he should leverage.Ian becomes Herman A. Lunquist senior FBI investigator. This was one of his most used identities that he has on record.He contacts the FBI regional office in Phoenix and arranges for a visit.His thorough understanding of the situation and his research into the region provide him with the break he needs to resolve the current situation.He knew any solution he accomplished would only be good for the near future. The pressure to cross the border into the US was not going to lessen.He discovers that a key person second in command of the local police department is a prime suspect. And another person is part of the border security office. The two support a Mexican Cartel''s human trafficking operation.Ian and the team come up short on the needed incriminating evidence to indite the police second in command. Ian utilizes both threat and bluff to extract a confession from the crooked assistant police chief.Ian leaves the Phoenix FBI office, and the local law enforcement leaders with a success story that they all embrace.Ian leaves on a helicopter that will take him directly home to the warmth of his Lesley.
Ian Sinclair is the Problem Solver who solves problems that are beyond the boundary of current organizations and governments.Raised on fundamental principles and forged in the hell of Vietnam, Ian has become the solution to many otherwise unsolvable situations.A desire to slow the flow of drugs across the border gets Ian assigned to eliminate the heads of the drug cartels.Ian wonders who is crazier, he for accepting the assignment or the person assigning him to disrupt the drug flow.His desire to survive one of the most challenging assignments of his career provides the drive that fuels his careful research into the drug cartels operating along the Mexican borderHe defines and becomes a series of different people as he eliminates the heads of the various drug cartels.His initial success bodes well for his plan, and he continues on but the load of his action weighs heavy.He lets himself get close to one Drug leader and almost losses his way. He recovers and continues to execute his plan and execute the leaders of various drug cartels.The highlight of the drug leader elimination journey is the journey into the bay of California and his ride with a mother humpback whale and a ride on the back of a killer whale. He decides he is crazy enough for the role he plays.His weapons are C4, a switch blade, a bullet, and a pen. He plays the role of robot engineer, a news writer, a beggar, a vacation sailboat captain, an old man, and a businessman.He travels west along the Mexican border to California and hooks back to Mexico City where he finishes his Drug Lord Solutions crusade.He then looks forward to returning to his loving wife Lesley.
This is a work based on true facts, extracted from my diary, which was meant to record my feelings at the time and not the emotions of a dream, or an adventure, it was recorded without pretense of great achievements or the future. It was my attempt without any pretension other than to be able to remember the wonderful moments that I experienced.Today I would not undertake such an adventure. And I would not recommend it to people, in general. To venture in this way, it is necessary to; develop your knowledge and techniques of hunting; to study about bears; to have the ability to instinctively handle a rifle as if it were the extension of your hand, your arm. After constant practice it becomes instinctive and automatic. I do not need to think, I do not need to look to lock or unlock or to load and eject a round from my Weatherby 30-06 Vanguard rifle. It is especially necessary to study and know about bear habits and habitats. You will never know exactly what is going on in the bears'' head and what will be their reactions. In fact, it is of no use other than to have a general understanding of their instincts and actions. There is nothing mathematical or linear about the actions of the "Ursus Horribilis", the bear. It is a beast for which we do not have a scientific book that gives us full knowledge of its habits.I studied a lot before making the decision to make this trip. I went when I was single. I would not have gone if I had been married. I would not have gone for the love I have for my wife Ana Rita, and my children Helga and Flávio.Today I know that I could leave a widow and orphans, because you will see in the telling of the story that the danger was incessant, and that luck was my companion.For reasons of rights, I have excluded the original names of people who were part of this adventure, except for my dear brother Conrado, a gift that God placed beside me in preparation for this journey. This brother who did not participate in this adventure with his presence but was constantly present in my thoughts and situations of this adventure.My friend and fanatic, hallucinating, inveterate hunter Lairton also was not part of this adventure. He was a born hunter, who would fit into any age of history on this planet, where the horse was still the best way to get around. He himself says that these " jockey clubs" that are under the hoods of this modern world no longer match and do not make the grade. To all those who became an integral part of this adventure, my tender thanks, and an eternal remembrance of each one of you!Encourage those who fit wisely and knowingly into any type of adventure.Do, because if no one else ventures, the electrifying passages and life experiences will end. It would be a sad end to miss the real adventures and live only in the virtual and the unreal ones.Manfredo Zepf
It is late on a hot muggy night. The street is empty as the lone homeless Vietnam Vet walks slowly towards the highway over pass. A young woman runs frantically passed him and a car squeals its tires as it takes the corner behind him. He watches in horror as a car speeds past him and then skids to a halt and a huge man jumps out and slams the young woman against the overpass wall. He then lifts her over his head and launches her over the retaining wire fence to the highway below. Johnnie is now a witness that must be eliminated. His first concern is to save himself. He escapes by climbing over the retain fence blocking his way down to the highway and runs across the interstate. He is almost stopped by the scene of the young woman smashed by the grill of the semi. He thinks of her as the girl on the grill. He gets away. When an innocent man is accused of the murder, Johnnie decides he must step forward. He knows that his PTSD, his being homeless and being black will all work against being considered a credible witness. The lawyer for the wrongly accused and arrested man being held ignores and rebuffs Johnnie. Johnnie decides to engage a black female police detective he has seen almost daily as she rides her bike past the Cincinnati library. His first encounter with her convinces him that he has found the right connection. Alex Evercrest, the only black female detective on the Cincinnati, police force believes Johnnie. She gets herself and her partner assigned to the case. Almost immediately she becomes the focus of attack. The attacks are of a direct and personal revenge nature. She is caught by surprise, but she pursues the attacker with a cool and calculating persona. Just as she thinks it over, the drug distribution king pin, now on the run surprises her in her apartment. He is looking for her to help him escape the city. Her cool behavior and thinking in rejecting the person that knocks at her apartment door, provides time for the police swat team to respond. Her next action, to disarm the king pin, saves her life as the bullet meant for her misses and lodges in the refrigerator. She is pulled off the king pin by the swat team members and is escorted down the hallway away from her apartment by the person who she has fallen in love with and who had called in the swat team when he had been rebuffed by her at the door. Not much later, Johnnie now the superintended for the apartment building, due to Alex's help, places a plywood cover to seal Alex and her new love into her apartment for the night.
The Alex Everfcrest series take place in the recent past.Additional Alex Evercrest books are The Girl on the Grill, Missing, and MaggotThe Water Front A runner, probably in his late thirties, lay dead in a pool of blood that ran out of his ear. His his running shorts were pulled down and his penis was pinned to his abdomen with a pencil that had been driven through it. This is a first for the newly opened section of the Cincinnati waterfront park. Alex Cathy Evercrest, who dreams of being an exceptional crime fighting detective, is given this as her first case. The movied, where the good guys won the battle against the bad guys, influenced her thinking and many of the choices she made as she grew up. Now she is faced with a "bad guy", but it is not the quick gun that is needed. Instead it is a very quick mind. Since a young girl, Alex has desired to become a detective in a city where she could make a significant contribution in fighting crime. She has a Bachelor 0f Science in Criminology and Law Enforcement and has earned a Master's degree in Phycology. During her college years shebecame a black belt in Tae-Kwon-Do. She is an excellent marksman and experienced in a wide range for weapons as part of her gun handling experience. Her first job, for a year, was as a law clerk for a Chicago judge that was a friend of the family. She finds the work very educational but boring. She quites and for the next three years she is a deputy in a small town. It holds little challenge for her, but she learns the ropes from an old, almost to retire sheriff. Then she lands a job in Cincinnati, Ohio. Alex is thrilled with the possibility of being a detective in Cincinnati. It is a smaller city, but she knows that its murder rate is comparable to New York or Chicago. She commits to Cincinnati. On arrival she learns that no one is willing to be her junior partner. The Chief hires Trey McGregor, a Marine veteran. Trey has several years on the Milwaukee police force. He is trying to escape the depression that a combination of PTSD and several recent murder cases in his precinct has him experiencing. He is at a very low period of his life and lacks the desire to be a lead but prefers to be backup. Alex has suffered her own low-level of despair during her own slow career take off. She accepted the fact that she was drinking too much and joined Alchoholics Anonymous. This is her well kept secret. Her experience made her sharpen and improve herself. She is now focused on becoming a super detective as she has always wanted to be. She practices a daily routine that includes the police gun range, bicycling, running, daily floor exercises and weight training. Her first murder case tests her capability and puts her on the hot seat with her Chief. The case has a bizarre twist that tests her capability, threatens her support, and makes her partner wonder if he has the right partner. Alex demonstrates her personal strength and pursues the killer on her own. Her preparation and skill development pay off and she overcomes the killer.
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