OLYMPUS CONFIDENTIAL
by Robert B. Warren
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BLURB:
Wisecracking private
investigator Plato Jones is used to cleaning up the gods' messes. But this
might be his most dangerous case yet, placing him deep behind enemy lines, in
Tartarus Maximum Security Penitentiary. After infiltrating the enemy's
organization, Plato inches closer to the truth. But he learns a hard lesson
along the way: to defeat a villain, he might have to become one himself.
Olympus Confidential
skillfully weaves humor and Greek mythology into this fast-paced fantasy.
Whether new or returning to the Plato Jones series, fans of thrillers,
contemporary fantasy, and Greek mythology will have a tough time putting this
one down.
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Excerpt
Herc and I were meeting up for drinks. Our pal Geno had
planned to join us, but got sidelined by a sudden case of worms—a common health
problem among satyrs. I decided to make up for his absence by drinking twice as
much.
The sacrifices I make in the name of friendship.
No less than a dozen paparazzi loitered near the bar’s
entrance, a sign that Herc had already arrived.
As always, Napoleon, the minotaur bouncer, kept the
parasites at bay. He had been allowed to keep his job after the change in
ownership. I was glad. The place wouldn’t have been the same without him.
As I neared the entrance, a paparazzo began snapping
pictures of me.
“Plato, over here!” one of them exclaimed. “Think you and
Aphrodite will ever get back together?”
At the mention of the Love Goddess’s name, the other
photographers turned their cameras on me. They bombarded me with questions
about her and me.
“Are you still in love with her?”
“Is she as kinky as they say?”
“Is it true you two have a secret love child?”
I ignored them and stepped up to the door. Napoleon nodded.
“Evening, Plato,” he said. “How’s it going?”
“Ask me in an hour.”
Napoleon returned the minotaur equivalent of a grin. It
looked more like a grimace. He opened the door for me. None of the so-called
journalists attempted to follow me inside. They were a lot of things—pushy,
obnoxious, disrespectful—but stupid was not one of them.
The bar was filled to capacity—a fifty-fifty mix of humans
and nonhumans. “I’ll See You in My Dreams” by Giant poured from unseen
speakers, barely rising above the rich hum of many conversations going on at
once.
All the usual suspects were present. Most greeted me with
waves or hellos. One of the longtime regulars, a steelworker named Mitch, gave
me a hearty slap on the back and called me an asshole.
Yep. We were one big, happy bar family.
Hercules, the half-human son of Zeus, was having a beer at
the bar. One of the most powerful beings in existence, he had performed
countless acts of heroism over a life that spanned several millennia. His
ferocity, honor, and cunning were the stuff of legend. Most people regarded him
as the world’s first superhero.
To me, he was just Herc, my best friend and a cheapskate
extraordinaire.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
A fan of
thrillers, fantasy, and science fiction, Robert B. Warren has been writing
stories ever since he could hold a pencil. In 2009, he received a Bachelor of
Arts degree in English and creative writing from the University of Alabama. He
currently lives in the south.
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