Fedelta Parte 12: Hangman

Fedelta Part 12

 

The latest in the Fedelta saga continues in “Hangman.”

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Amato went to the rendezvous point at the 52nd street junk yard to meet New York’s infamous investigative reporter, Javier Marín. It was an unusual cool June morning but Amato wasn’t the least bit nervous in fact, he was determined to get this done. Feeling the breeze on his face, he brushed his over grown black hair out of his face. He grew it out to throw off the cops, he also grew a beard in case he wound up on the street and needed to blend in with the homeless. Amato spent most of his days planning the next move.

In his new persona, he managed to sneak into his old apartment and discovered it was ransacked. Someone was obviously looking for something however, they left his plasma T.V. and the wireless speakers untouched. Meanwhile his desk drawers were pulled out and their contents spilled…

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Fedelta Parte 11: The No Tell Motel

Fedelta Part 11

He’s on the run from the boys in blue but why?  Find out in this installment of Fedelta “The No-Tell Motel.”

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Nervously Amato looked out of his window, before answering the door. He wasn’t safe as long as his heart was still beating. They wouldn’t quit until he and Cassie were dead which made his situation dire.

It was just the manager wanting his money. Quickly he shoved the $300 into the old man’s outstretched hand and hastily shut the door. Amato always made sure to pay cash because he didn’t want to be traced. He knew the boys in blue were watching his accounts and waiting for him to make a mistake. It had been nearly a month since he had been ambushed at the hospital parking lot and he had spent it laying low and watching his back.

Since his exile from his beloved Brooklyn, he spend his time amongst the junkies and prostitutes who made their nests in the dingy Palais Motel. It…

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Psst…There’s a Contest Going on

 

I interrupt your usual posts for an important announcement: Author K.S. Thomas has released a new contemporary romance novel called, I Call Him Brady and to celebrate, she’s doing a giveaway.  Mrs. Thomas is no stranger to this blog and I’m glad to have her back to announce her latest novel.  So on to the details…

 

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A New Contemporary Romance by K.S. Thomas

 

Born the only son to one of Hollywood’s most prominent power couples, Jack Cole’s life is damn near perfect. With women lining up to be with him, movie parts most seasoned actors would die for and the freedom to live above the rules, Jack’s life is going completely according to plan.

Until Embers…

Embers doesn’t have time to waste on any more dirt-bags. Too busy trying to take care of herself and her daughter to take any more chances on romance, she’s limiting her love life to daydreaming about one hot and sexy, Jack Cole.

Except her surefire way to keep her heart safe goes completely awry when her dream guy and her reality suddenly collide.
A master of recreating the human emotions he’s never allowed himself to feel, Jack must now deal with the consequences of offering his heart to someone who may be too scared to keep it.

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About the Author

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K.S. Thomas
Dog Lover who likes her pastries full of cream and sugar…oh…and I write some 😉

Aside from being an author, I am also a mom to a beautiful little girl. I tell everyone I named her after my great-grandmother (because that’s the mature answer), but really, I named her after my favorite princess – just so happens I got lucky and they had the same name…If I wasn’t a writer, I would work on a horse ranch – I’m an animal lover (in addition to dogs, horses are at the top of my list). I wear flip-flops pretty much everywhere I go. I would rather stay awake until 5 am than get up at 5 am (years of bar tending have left their mark), if I can, I’m going to the beach AND I will always be nice to people who bring me chocolate…or coffee…if you bring me both, I’ll probably love you forever.

A gypsy at heart, I write the way I live, following the story wherever it may lead, always ready to start the next one. This is clearly reflected in my body of work which to date includes everything from Children’s Lit to Thrillers.

I happily reside in sunny Florida (for now) and can be contacted via my blog, my website or the following social media sites ~

 

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Fedelta: Chapter 10: Identity Crisis

Fedelta Part 10

There’s a fork in the road and Detective Amato has to make a choice.

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As the morning sun struggled to pierce through the grey clouds, Detective Amato tried to make sense of what happened in Xavier Park. 24 hours ago it would have been inconceivable that a woman was able to take down one of the Mob’s up and coming stars. Now the question remained, for what? Cassandra was clearly paying the price for her role in her brother’s demise.

Clinging to life for the last several days, she nearly pierced the veil into eternity on three occasions. Each time, the doctors and nurses were able to bring her back but for how long? It was a question that went through Amato’s mind as he watched from a steel folding chair across the room. It was the kind of Karmic justice where no good deed goes unpunished.

Since Cassie was in critical condition, visitors were monitored by the…

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Fedelta Parte 8: A Miracle Behind Crime Scene Tape

Fedelta Part 8 complete

 

Detective Amato arrived at Mira’s Cafe to a gruesome scene.  Someone from the forensics team handed him a pair of surgical booties to slip on his shoes with the warning, “Watch out Amato, it’s a massacre.”

Making his way past the crime scene tape, he entered the café and saw bodies laying everywhere.  Careful not to touch any blood on the floor Amato, skillfully, moved across the room.  As he scanned the floor, he found what he was looking for.  Wiping his tired face with his hand, he let out a sigh.  “Ah, Cassie what the hell were you thinking?” he said to himself as he knelt down next to her body.

As a tear rolled down his cheek, he couldn’t help but look at her expressionless face staring at the ceiling.  It broke his heart, he and Cassandra had a past and though it was a convoluted one, it got real more than once.  It was the main reason his boss wanted him off the case.  He was getting too close to Armand Amatorè and Dominic Fenetti and his superiors were concerned.  He was the only cop in the history of law enforcement that managed to penetrate the inner circle of the Cosimo crime family and lived to tell the tale.  In the process, he crossed a lot of professional lines and nearly lost his badge because of it.

As the darkness from his past threatened to overtake him during this awful task, he saw what looked like movement.  Thinking he was just having a nervous breakdown, he blinked his eyes and looked again.  It was no figment of his imagination, Cassie was breathing! “Gotta a live one here!” Amato yelled.  Immediately all of the officers jumped into action, and grabbed a first aid kit while another called for an ambulance.

Within minutes Cassie was on her way to the hospital and Detective Amato was left to deal with the Cosimo crew alone.  He knew what he had to do and after he wrapped up the crime scene Amato got in his unmarked car, as he turned the key in the ignition, he heard his supervisor say, “John, you better not be doing what I think you are.”  Looking him dead in the eye, Amato said, “Don’t worry bout it, I got this.”

Though it was pointless, his super warned him nonetheless, “This time it was the girl, next time, they’ll be gunning for you.”  Shrugging his shoulders, Amato simply pulled away and went to meet up with Dominic Fennetti to finish this once and for all.

Tonight 100 years of mafia history was going to be wiped out and the shockwaves were going to be felt everywhere from the cells in Rikers to the Mayor’s office.

Author Bio:

Rachel Rueben is author of the bestselling YA novel “Hag” and “The Eternal Bond Series” both available on Wattpad. To keep up with Rachel, you can sign up for her frighteningly entertaining newsletter here.

Fedelta Parte 7

Fedelta Part 7

 

Find out why witness protection isn’t enough to keep the Cosimo family from reaching out and touching someone namely, Cassie in Fedelta Parte 7: Underboss.

Fedelta Parte 6

Fedelta Part 6

 

Appearances are everything, and in the case of Cassie and Detective Amato, they’re to die for. Check out the next installment of the Fedelta series via The Cereal Authors Blog.

Fedelta Parte 5: Daddy’s Girl

Fedelta Part 5

 

Take one dead man and one marked woman and you have Fedelta Parte 5: Read, comment, share.

Fedelta Parte 4: Making Deals With The Devil You Know

 

Fedelta Part 4

 

Check out the latest in the Fedelta saga: Making Deals with the Devil You Know. Fedelta Parte 4.  The first few chapters appeared on Wattpad as well as Cereal Authors.

I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.

Fedelta Parte 3: A Resurrection Of Sorts

Fedelta Part 3 -

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Fedeltà Parte 3

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As Cassandra made her way to her seat in first class, she was stopped by a man towering in the aisle.  Flashing his badge he announced, “U.S. Sky Marshal,” while grabbing her free arm, “Ma’am, I’m afraid you’ll have to come with me” he said rather coldly. And just liked that, it was over.  She hadn’t even gotten out of New York.  Frozen, Cassie stood there in the aisle stunned they had found her so quickly.  Quietly, she made an about-face, not wanting to make a scene.  She would face her death with dignity, she owed her family that.

When they got to the terminal, she was taken to an empty V.I.P. lounge and cuffed to a chair.  It was clear, she was going to have to face the consequence of killing Armand.  Even in death he was throwing his weight around.  The memory…

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