By Jeff Stetson
Within the Nineteen Sixties, racism was once rampant in Jackson, Mississippi, and it was once universal for white males stuck within the act of killing blacks to be acquitted by way of all-white juries. yet forty years later, anyone is looking for justice; those self same males are turning up useless - within the exact demeanour within which they killed their sufferers. Now, James Reynolds, who has triumph over the chances - and his personal own demons - to turn into the one black prosecutor in Jackson, will face the hardest case of his existence: He'll need to prosecute leading suspect Martin Matheson, a super professor, the son of a honored Civil Rights chief, and the newly appointed folks hero for millions of African americans hungry for retribution.
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James Bond…” she began. “…is a remarkable piece of fiction, but fiction, nevertheless. ” A mischievous smile touched her pink bow of a mouth. “Hawke, can I play in the sand now? ” His chiseled lips made a thin line as his head turned once again in her direction. ” he asked shortly. She felt whipped. ” she asked irritably. ” he growled. “You‟re as touchy as a sunburned water moccasin,” she grumbled. “I thought you came out here to sunbathe,” he remarked. She stretched out on her towel with an irritated sigh.
He leaned forward, allowing the hand holding his cigarette to rest against the back of the seat while he caught her cheek with the other hand, turning her face toward him. His thumb passed gently over her lips, parting them, pressing harder now, caressing the pearly hardness of her teeth. She tasted the faint tartness of tobacco on that tough skin, and felt her pulse whipping her at the touch that was openly seductive. His eyes dropped to the inviting young softness of her mouth. Before either of them could move, or speak, the cab pulled up in front of the hotel and stopped.
I‟m very glad to meet you,” Siri said politely. “Ah, that‟s because you don‟t know us yet,” Randy told her with a twinkling smile. “Honestly, Randy,” Kitty muttered. ” Siri grinned back. ” “Amen,” Hawke said with a long-suffering expression. “Meet the poor man‟s Lois Lane. ” Randy smiled blankly. “Good for you. ” “It runs in his family, you know,” Kitty said in a conspiratorial tone. ” Randy groaned. ” Kitty asked quickly. ” Hawke took Siri‟s arm. “No hurry,” he replied. ” “Of course,” Siri seconded, but her mind was on what Hawke had discovered in the bar.
Blood on the Leaves by Jeff Stetson