The San Juan Reprisal - Morphew, Otis
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If you were sixteen years old and your parents were going hunting without you, would you be disappointed? If you were to find out they had both disappeared while hunting, would you be devastated? If you found out the search for them had been called off, would you be terrified? Young Mitchell Zant was also, and so was his best friend. Sixteen-year-old Reno Cortez was Michael and Nora Zant's godson, and when Mitch and Reno heard the search had been called off, both knew what they had to do, for if they did not, both knew that the senior Zants would never be found . . . They would have to find…mehr

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If you were sixteen years old and your parents were going hunting without you, would you be disappointed? If you were to find out they had both disappeared while hunting, would you be devastated? If you found out the search for them had been called off, would you be terrified? Young Mitchell Zant was also, and so was his best friend. Sixteen-year-old Reno Cortez was Michael and Nora Zant's godson, and when Mitch and Reno heard the search had been called off, both knew what they had to do, for if they did not, both knew that the senior Zants would never be found . . . They would have to find them themselves! Although they themselves were avid hunters, only Reno, being half Apache Indian, had been taught by his father to track prey in the wilderness. Young Mitchell, having an IQ of well over a hundred and fifty would become the tactician. Together they would attempt to find and save Mitchell's parents from a ruthless Columbian drug cartel's drug operation high in the San Juan Mountains of southern Colorado. Fear, dread, and urgency would guide them in their search and would keep them going when all other search attempts had been called off! They were only sixteen years old and-though armed with rifles, handguns, and a bow with arrows-were about to go up against a small army of Columbian killers with German-made MP-40 machine guns. And with no hope of winning in an all-out gun battle with such a group of seasoned killers, they would need a plan and some help from within the compound itself. Were they mature enough for such a venture, especially with the prospects of dying so heavy on their minds? We will see!
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Autorenporträt
I have spent most of my adult life as an artist/illustrator, the books I have written, numbering only seven so far, have been of a Western genre. I wanted to write Western novels that not only depicted the Old West in a way that it really was, not some romantic ride into the sunset with the girl of his dreams after single handedly wiping out a gang of twenty. It was no Roy Rodgers west, no piece of cake. I think I have done so in the first seven novels, including this one, which is not a Western at all yet still has the historically correct outcome as all the others. I am a seventy-five-year old author now, a retired salesman and security guard. I have done my research. This is my first venture away from the Old West, and I hope you like it. I am Otis Morphew; see them all by typing my name. Thank you all.