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Book Review: Lethal People

    Hey, everyone. Most people who are avid readers spend a portion of their lives in search of good authors and good books. I just finished a rather good book I'd like to tell you about. It's entitled Lethal People and it was written by John Locke. Not the one from the TV show Lost. Ha, ha.
    This book is the tale of a modern day assassin named Donovan Creed. Mr. Creed has spent many years killing people for the United States Government. He also does a little killing on the side for a minimum of $50,000 a hit. His bosses at the CIA, Homeland Security and NSA turn a blind eye to Mr. Creed's 'hobby' as he is a valuable asset in the war on terror.
    In this first novel in the series, Donovan has his plate full. His ex-wife is about to marry a wife-beating sicko. A mobster is trying to kill Creed because he is investigating a suspicious fire which has disfigured a precious little girl. He is also contacted by a crippled midget who needs a number of people killed for a 'social experiment'. He has a new love interest who doesn't deal well with his peculiar line of work.
    Donovan Creed is an anti-hero. It is sometimes hard to pull for him because he has confused values and morals. He is part villain and part saint. He is as hard as nails and deadly as a rattlesnake. He is completely without conscience. For instance, he told the midget who sought his help, "I don't care if the people you want killed are innocent or not. If you hate them enough to pay for their death, obviously they have done something wrong."
     John Locke is that rare type of writer who doesn't care what you think of him. Political correctness doesn't stifle his creativity. This is refreshing in this cookie-cutter era. He writes what comes to mind and any morals or mores which the reader has is their own concern.
      Mr. Locke sells all his novels for the modest price of 99 cents. This first one, at least, is fast paced, exciting and a bit funny. It's probably a 4.5 stars out of 5 and is easily worth a dollar. If you're searching for a new author, you've found the right guy.
     From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.

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