Meet Donald Quinlan; so wrong he’s right.
Quinlan’s last mission with the Ranger Wing meets success and disaster. Exiled to Australia and working as a paramedic, he is drawn back into the maelstrom by intervening in a false flag double-tap terrorist attack on the US Embassy.
Holden and Hoffman are federal police hunting combat drugs. All roads lead to Quinlan, but nothing can prepare them for their meeting with this lethal man and the ancient blade he wields. With millions of lives at stake, the men make a fateful decision triggering a brutal response. Marked for death and hunted, they must fight to survive.
Quinlan’s ability to make a bad decision is unsurpassed, somewhat offset by a neurodiverse survival instinct. These things are known; Predators, SEALs, and Marine Recon with deal, while Mossad lurks.
Broken and dying on a falling skyscraper isn’t what he had in mind when he emigrated, nor having his mind tore apart by a psychic weapon, but neither are the biggest surprise awaiting Quinlan’s homecoming.
Author
Kevin Quilligan
Kevin Quilligan lives in Geelong, Victoria, and is proud to have served two nations as a military and civilian paramedic, respectively. He was working in Community Care until experimental drugs were mandated and now volunteers with local charities that can use a helping hand. Kevin has written six books in the jarring and seditious Quinlan series and is working on the next.
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There’s a fine line between heroes and war criminals.
War crimes are an ill wind, and Quinlan has sailed close to the vortex. Count has wielded it and become the ultimate predator. Quinlan will meet his match in this man, and a dark mirror. The fate of Mosul teetered on the knife’s edge in 2016. The knife was Quinlan’s; he had danced with the devil in the pale moonlight.
In Australia, Judge Brereton’s war crimes inquiry is tightening nooses. Snake and Count are ex-special forces and own the wrong necks to put ropes around. Tier-one war criminals who don’t regret a damn thing, they’ve hunted Quinlan before. They’ll do it again. A Destroyer drops anchor off the coast of Quinlan’s place and she’s not there for the fish. Quinlan can run, but he can’t hide.
Lubricated by Old Banjo’s Napalm No.11 and accompanied by sudden death, the truth will out. Corpses don’t lie.
He’s a stranger in a strange land. Or is he?
The land changes; the stories don’t. She recognises him in her forests and mountains, and in the rivers running through her veins. She knows why he’s here. Quinlan is on a collision course with himself in this explosive action-thriller. Like a snake shedding skin, Quinlan will become who he was born to be. The stories are never wrong.
The Kempsey ambulance boys have gone the knuckle on station. Cops have been called, and local management have closed ranks. They’ll accept one man for one week to observe and report. Quinlan is given rank, an ambulance, no chance of success, and the situation turns tragic fast. A vicious local motorcycle gang and bent cops aren’t there to help. Large snakes and kangaroos inhabit the streets by night, and the locals are giving him funny looks.
The dam in Quinlan’s heart will finally break.
The Great Reset has begun, and the human race is getting a haircut.
Quinlan walks into a mass knife-fight in his local hotel and is lucky to survive. So begins a series of events that will deliver him to a nightmare beyond reason. Other-worldly forces are unleashed against a disbelieving Don even as he’s engulfed by international killers.
Ben Sharda is Earth’s first bio-technologically enhanced human and an incomparable genius. A sonic weapon with in-brain CPU, synapse enhancement, and graphene nanolattice reinforced tendons and ligaments, he wants Quinlan’s knife. The ancient blade is the last remnant of an ancient alien race of apocalyptic destructive capabilities.
He means to fuse its DNA with his own, thus creating a new species; one to challenge the Gods themselves for supremacy.
Depraved terrorists are loose on Sydney’s streets and are difficult to discern from normal ones.
The Australian Secret Intelligence Service has a little job for Don and knives come out immediately. Accused of three murders and three attempted murders, he must outwit and outrun police and Intelligence agents operating on a shoot-to-kill basis.
Hounded, caged, jailed, and battered senseless, he should be a thoroughly beaten man, but its situation normal for Don. Dead and broken bodies pile up behind him and he’s still playing nice. He’s trying hard not to kill but is about to show what a blacky eye looks like when done properly.
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