A high profile murder of a Wall Street executive in
Westchester pits three people against the criminal underbelly of nightlife. The key players are two ex-cops turned private investigators—Kevin Whitehouse, whose sharpest tool is his keen analytical mind, and David Allerton, a former Special Forces operative—and Margaret Alexander, Kevin’s lover. In their search for a killer, they are forced to travel to the edge of sanity and morality, while stumbling onto their own confusing secrets as well. The Cover of Darkness is a gritty noir saga that untangles a web of deceit in the course of tracking down a brutal murderer. Manhattan
The pool area was wide and reflected the sun on this hot summer day. It was edged with white marble so polished that it looked like pearl. Deck chairs lined the sides of the long pool, which was two lengths more than Olympic-sized. Outside the deck area was the carpeted lawn of the vast backyard, dappled with sun.
Hugh Osterman walked along the side of the pool wearing a heavy terry cloth robe and sandals. In his right hand, he held a martini glass. He ran his left hand through his sandy sun-streaked hair as he looked over his shoulder at the man following him.
“What’s going on? I don’t get it,” Osterman said, stopping at the end of the pool where the flotation chairs were kept.
“They said no,” the man replied. Considering the backdrop, he was incongruously dressed in a dark suit and tie.
“They said no . . . just like that?”
Osterman sat his drink down on the marble surface, and pushed a flotation chair into the deep end of the pool, sending it out and away. Then he peeled off the robe and dove smoothly into the water, emerging next to the floating chair.
“You go back and tell them that we aren’t pleased,” Osterman said sternly, pulling himself up and into the seat of the chair. “You tell them that Hugh Osterman wants to know what’s holding things up—what the problem is.”
The suit just stood at the edge of the pool, opening his jacket against the heat of the day. Osterman paddled to the side, and reached out and retrieved his martini glass. “I take it you have nothing to say about this?” he persisted, despite the other man’s silence.
The suit shook his head.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” Osterman said as he tipped the glass up to his lips. Suddenly, the bottom of the stem shattered. Osterman gurgled as he dropped the glass, blood bubbling from his mouth, an open tear in his neck. He jolted upright in the chair as the suit closed the distance between them, his Colt .38 Super still trained on its victim, its silencer smoldering.
Osterman slowly sat back as the suit pumped more rounds into Osterman’s bare, well-defined chest—the hot shells of his pistol ejecting out and striking the surface of the water, settling to the bottom. His life ended as his body tumbled from the floating chair, his blood a widening crimson slick roughly in the area where his body slipped through.
The suit popped his clip, slipped in a new one, and headed for the sprawling house.
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Gregory Delaurentis spent his adult life roaming from job to job, working for Lockheed in
various law firms in California , and
financial firms on Wall Street. Throughout this period of time, he was
writing—unceasingly—finally producing a large body of work, albeit unrecognized
and unpublished . . . until now. Cover of Darkness is the first in a
series of upcoming books that include Edge of Darkness, Pale of
Darkness and Cries of Darkness. These novels follow the lives of
three individuals who do battle bringing criminals to justice, while they
struggle to understand the complex relationships that exist among themselves.
This intriguing trio has absorbed the attention of Mr. Delaurentis for the past
year and a half, so much so he decided to self-publish their stories to bring
them to a wider audience. New York
[AUTHOR’S DISCLAIMER: These are works of fiction. Name, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.]
I always smile at the disclaimer displayed at each post for COVER OF DANKNESS.
I was so worried that there could be similarities drawn from the book that I only felt comfortable putting it out with that disclaimer following it. You know how some professionals might get when you mention fictitious characters with their titles :)
It's good to see you again, Ms. Preston, thank you for dropping by and have a great day.
I would like to thank the host of One World Singles Magazine Blog for featuring my book today and thank all who participate by commenting.
I was not expecting the shooting. It was really a surprise and I liked the fact that I wasn't expecting it.
I'm glad that you liked it, MomJane. And thank you for dropping by.
Loving the excerpts, thank you.
I'm really glad Rita, and thank you for commenting. Have an excellent day.
Pretty intense today!
Thank you Vitajex, and thank you for dropping by.
Sorry for the late post. I’m playing catch-up here so I’m just popping in to say HI and sorry I missed visiting with you on party day! Hope you all had a good time!
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Thank you for coming by Karen H. I hope you enjoy the rest of the tour. Have a great day.
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