Termination Limits: Tom Kintrell Book 1 (Tom Kintrell Thriller Series)
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“I didn’t know you were Irish, Tom.”
“I’m half Irish and half Neanderthal,” said Kintrell.
“Well, hopefully the lower half is Neanderthal.”
Kintrell roared as Lanny giggled.
The awkwardness they both felt evaporated.
Kintrell put his glass down and took her in his arms. It took them a few minutes to disrobe each other, Kintrell being careful because of her wound, while hungrily kissing and groping various parts of interest as they made their way to her bedroom. They fell into bed, Kintrell saying, “I’ve been thinking about this since I first laid eyes on you.”
“Well then, you better make the most of it,” said Lanny, laughing.
Afterwards, both sweaty and still panting, Lanny said, “I’ve been out of practice.”
“Well, you know what they say about practice,” said Kintrell, as he reached for her.
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Later, as Lanny rested her head on his shoulder, Kintrell said, “I have to go to Washington for a couple weeks. I’ve accepted a position there.”
“Will you be moving?” Lanny, sounding worried.
“No, I’ll have to get an apartment there, but I’ll be keeping my house here in Philly. I was hoping you’d look in on it from time to time for me, and stay there whenever you like. I should be back in two or three weeks at the outside, and we can pick up where we left off.”
“Jeez, I don’t know … okay!” They both chuckled, then Lanny said, “What kind of job is it?”
“Oh, I’m going to be some sort of trouble shooter for a quasi-government agency.”
“Sounds boring,” said Lanny.
“Probably,” said Kintrell, a slight grin on his face.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Born and raised in Philadelphia, I played a variety of sports (excelling at none). At nineteen I was cordially invited to leave the household for my penchant to find, and wholeheartedly embrace trouble. After joining the Marines I was sent by my uncle (Sam) to the glorious Republic of South Vietnam. I returned to the states thirteen months later (with no missing parts) and was assigned escort duty (escorting the bodies of dead Marines home to their parents). After doing three escorts I informed my superiors I'd prefer going back to Vietnam, rather than do another one. Fortunately, they sent me to Camp Lejeune, North Carolina. I spent my final year in the Corps as an MP, wrestling with drunken, mostly Vietnam returnees who for some reason saw me as the enemy. I learned more about hand-to-hand combat as an MP than I did in basic training. The last thing I will say about that war is that the returnees deserved better treatment.
After being discharged (honorably), and possessing limited skills (blowing things up and killing), I bummed around in menial jobs-bill collecting and repossessing cars (a real hoot). For those suffering from contraoffenditis (the ridiculous urge to feel offended by just about everything), I was speaking facetiously or was it ironically?
I decided in 1976 that I probably wasn't going to be a millionaire if I stuck to my present endeavors so I became a copier salesman where I enjoyed some success. Myself and three friends started a business in 1986 and in spite of my efforts, the business thrived. We sold the business in 2006 and Mrs. O' and me skedaddled to Florida.
I've been married to the same woman for forty-three centuries, I mean years, and yes, she's been nominated for sainthood by my friends. I have one son, Brian, who is by far and away, the best writer in the family. He writes under his own name, Brian R. O'Rourke and the pseudonym Evan Ronan (Plug, Plug).
My reading list is varied. Early in life I gravitated to Science Fiction, especially liked Robert Heinlein and Frank Herbert. In the fantasy genre my favorite author is a little-known English Gent, name of David Gemmell. If you like this genre, I strongly recommend Gemmell. He's a wonderful storyteller. For historical fiction I like Bernard Cornwell and Ken Follett. Especially like Nelson DeMille and James Crichton's stuff. For military fiction I like W.E.B. Griffin.
Lately I've been reading thrillers: Flynn, Baldacci, Silva, and Child. For police procedurals, Connelly and Sandford. So many books, so little time.
Thanks for the listen and I hope you enjoy my new thriller series.
TERMINATION LIMITS. Copyright 2021 by R.J. O’Rourke. All rights reserved.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this publication can be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without permission in writing from the author or publisher.
Edition: July, 2021