Hi guys, I am so excited for my first blog tour. Especially as the book sounds so amazing and I get to share an excerpt with you lovely people.
The author, David Tindell, is trained in martial arts much like the protagonist of this novel. You can find David on Twitter here and also visit his website here.
So here is a little bit about ‘Quest For Honor’ –
“I love the name of honor, more than I fear death.” Julius Caesar
Jim Hayes lives a quiet life in Wisconsin, training in martial arts and studying the warrior ethos. Unable to prevent the murder of his wife six years earlier, Jim is determined that the next time he is called upon to act, things will be different, and he can restore the sense of honor he believes he has lost.
His estranged brother Mark, an Army colonel commanding a firebase in the mountains of Afghanistan, sees his career winding down and wonders what lies in store when he comes home. After years of dedicated service to his country, he fears nothing else will measure up when he removes the uniform for the last time.
In lawless Somalia, al Qaeda chieftain Yusuf Shalita, tired of endless jihad, has decided to defect, in one last attempt at redemption. But Shalita has only met one American he has ever trusted, so he tells the CIA he will surrender himself to Jim Hayes, his old friend from their college days in Wisconsin. That demand will bring the Hayes brothers back together in a way they never imagined, as they fight to prevent a new and devastating terror attack on the very heart of America.
Doesn’t that sound exciting? I love the cover too. A lot of the time I find that the cover of a book is what draws me in. If it’s a book I haven’t heard of before or a genre that I don’t usually read, but the cover catches my eye, then nine times out of ten I will pick that book up and add it to my TBR pile. Here is the cover.
And here is the bit that I have been looking forward to the most. I love when I get to share something special with you and it doesn’t get much more special than a thrilling excerpt from the book. So here is the super special excerpt that I have to share with you all.
They came for him sometime mid-morning, the same two men who had brought him breakfast a few hours ago, some sort of broth with a few vegetables, hard dark bread and a bottle of water with an Arabic label. They were Middle Eastern in appearance, early twenties, dressed in nondescript shirts and fatigue pants, with one guy incongruously wearing a Boston Red Sox cap. Jim got to his feet and stood with his hands raised. The Red Sox fan came in first, leveling his AK-47 at Jim. Another armed man appeared behind the first in the doorway. The first guy said something to Jim, motioning with the gun to the door. Jim took some cautious steps toward the doorway, keeping his hands visible. He forced himself to smile, and the second guy’s eyes narrowed.
There was a hallway with two more doors on the right, the same side as Jim’s cell, and three on the left. At the end was a larger door. When they opened it the sun blazed in. He shaded his eyes with his left hand, making sure to keep the right held shoulder high, palm facing outward.
They were facing what appeared to be a central square, with low, one-story buildings around the perimeter. Behind them was a wall about ten feet high, looking like it had been built with the same material as the buildings, probably some kind of bricks made out of mud. There were men walking here and there, some standing and watching them. Every one of them had an AK, some held casually, others loosely from the shoulder by a strap. They didn’t look nearly as tough as the troops Jim had seen at Camp Lemonnier, but Jim knew it would be dangerous to make that assumption.
Everyone in motion stopped when they got sight of the tall American, and they stared. Some looked curious, most hostile. There were a few dark-skinned Africans, but most were Middle Eastern, all with beards. Some looked to still be in their teens, while a few showed some gray. How to deal with those stares? Show no fear, Jim told himself, but that wasn’t easy, because he was starting to feel the first tendrils of something stark and cold reaching into him. It was worse than what he’d felt the night before in Mogadishu while being hustled at gunpoint through rubble-strewn buildings with artillery shells crashing nearby, then shoved roughly into the back of a truck, blindfolded and tied to his seat.
He was led to a long building and pushed inside. It appeared to be some sort of conference room, maybe a chow hall, as it had some rickety-looking metal tables and chairs, now moved to the sides along the walls. At one end hung a black flag featuring a yellow circle in the middle and Arabic writing above it. Jim recognized it from news broadcasts: the banner of al-Qaeda. The writing was the shahada, referring to Allah as the only God and Muhammad as his prophet. Beneath it were three men, sitting in chairs. A dozen feet away were three empty chairs facing them. Jim was shoved roughly down into the chair at the right end.***
The book is available to buy on Amazon in either Kindle or paperback format (and for my UK readers, it is also available on the .co.uk version of Amazon as well as the .com) and if you live in the USA you can go down to Barnes & Noble and pick up a paperback copy. (Why don’t we have Barnes & Noble here??). Unfortunately Waterstones doesn’t carry it but if you’re in the UK just grab it from Amazon. If you have a Kindle you’ll get it instantly and even if you order the physical copy, I find that Amazon’s delivery is top notch and the packaging is fantastic. I have never had a bad experience when purchasing through Amazon.
Thank you all for reading and make sure to get your copy of ‘Quest for Honor’ to find out Jim’s fate.
Boring disclaimer part: I have not been paid by or offered any incentives from either David Tindell himself or the promoters of this book. This post contains entirely my own views and I have received nothing in return for it.