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Title: Garrett’s Mulligan

Author: Grant Reed

Genre: Humor / Fantasy / Mystery

At thirty-one Garrett Willigins has finally earned his private investigator’s badge. Unfortunately, the bills haven’t stopped coming and building a solid reputation won’t happen overnight. Forced to take employment wherever they can, Garrett and his miniature dragon partner Merle, must dirty their hands any way possible to make a buck. Shoveling manure, chasing cats, and dock duty seem to be the order of the day.
Working off back rent for a notorious gangster isn’t the safest of jobs on a good day, but when the other workers start turning up dead, Garrett finds himself elbow deep in a mystery that could spell a quick end to his short P.I. career.

Author Bio

Grant Reed has a background in business management, computer programming, and computer networking.  He would much rather be out fishing though, so he spends his time writing and working contract jobs. He lives in Lively Ontario, Canada with his wife Robin, and their two children Aidan and Megan

Links

Kindle:

http://www.amazon.com/Garretts-Mulligan-ebook/dp/B00DPI2ZPC/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1375275568&sr=8-1&keywords=garrett%27s+Mulligan

Paperback:

http://www.amazon.com/Garretts-Mulligan-Mr-Grant-Reed/dp/1477407723/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1375275701&sr=8-2&keywords=garrett%27s+Mulligan

Website:

http://www.reedboys.ca/

Author Page on Amazon:

http://www.amazon.com/Grant-Reed/e/B007WKB2RG

Excerpt

Making their way into the higher dungeons, crossbows clicked quietly as the compound’s guards were encountered and dispatched. Charges were planted and slow burn fuses lit. These men worked well under pressure. No one had expected an easy mission, and most had wanted it that way. Thirty minutes was all the time they had to gain access to the upper cells, set their charges and get out while meeting the mission directives. The Prime directive was to bring down the gates of the compound. The second directive was to destroy the griffin stables and rider quarters. The Third directive and least important was to get the hostages out.

Rowgar climbed toward the last iron door leading into the upper compound.  Dousing the burning lantern beside the arch, the men backed against the tunnel walls and stood waiting in the darkness. From the other side of the door a high pitched voice uttered something indecipherable. The door opened and a thin attendant stepped onto the landing at the top of the stairs. He fell to the stone spilling lantern oil and blood as three crossbow quarrels hit him in the chest. Immediately, six of Rowgar’s Ravens were through the opening, crossbows firing as they cleared the guardroom.

Rowgar raised his hand and all movement ceased. “Ulas, take Vigor, Annette and the twins and go wake the good Warden. Tyas, I know you are itching to avenge your brother. Take Redford, Bellings, Night Soil and Johnny and level that damn griffin stable. The rest of the men and I will set our charges and hold the passage into the lower levels. Go now.” The men slipped from the room and into the prison without a word of acknowledgment. 

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