The Age of Anarchy now available on Amazon
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Thriller, The Age of Anarchy, now available at amazon.com as a kindle ebook for $.99.
The Age of Anarchy Plot:
Max Eastern is a young filmmaker, the son of an old Hollywood star. He’s overjoyed with himself because he’s just finished his first movie, a flattering biopic of world-renowned revolutionary Oscar “el Puño” Ramírez, now president-for-life of the Caribbean nation of St. Elizabeth. Eastern has flown down to the island for the film premiere, but even before his plane’s touched the ground, the movie’s already causing a stink.
Eastern might revere el Puño, but that doesn’t mean the president’s own people do. Out of touch with what’s happening in the country, Eastern expects to be greeted in St. Elizabeth with adulation and applause. But he’s barely out of the airport on the way to a party in his honor, when, instead of throwing him flowers, somebody in a motorcycle tosses a Molotov cocktail at his car. Eastern can’t believe it. Who would want to kill him? It couldn’t be his film that’s pushing them over the edge. Ramírez dismisses the assassination attempt as a ploy by one of his own political enemies to embarrass the regime, but something doesn’t add up. For one thing, this political enemy, a man named Betancourt, shows up at the party drunk and he’s never heard of Max Eastern or his film. When, the following morning, a second film surfaces, also a Ramírez biopic but an unflattering portrait that contradicts everything in Eastern’s film, Max Eastern looks like a fake, a liar, and a fool.
Determined to reclaim his reputation before it’s too late, he seeks to discover where this film came from, who made it, and why. As he pursues this mystery, he sets off violent forces suppressed for decades that now threaten to engulf the entire society, and Eastern’s kidding himself if he thinks hiding out in an island mansion off the coast will protect him for long.
Eastern might revere el Puño, but that doesn’t mean the president’s own people do. Out of touch with what’s happening in the country, Eastern expects to be greeted in St. Elizabeth with adulation and applause. But he’s barely out of the airport on the way to a party in his honor, when, instead of throwing him flowers, somebody in a motorcycle tosses a Molotov cocktail at his car. Eastern can’t believe it. Who would want to kill him? It couldn’t be his film that’s pushing them over the edge. Ramírez dismisses the assassination attempt as a ploy by one of his own political enemies to embarrass the regime, but something doesn’t add up. For one thing, this political enemy, a man named Betancourt, shows up at the party drunk and he’s never heard of Max Eastern or his film. When, the following morning, a second film surfaces, also a Ramírez biopic but an unflattering portrait that contradicts everything in Eastern’s film, Max Eastern looks like a fake, a liar, and a fool.
Determined to reclaim his reputation before it’s too late, he seeks to discover where this film came from, who made it, and why. As he pursues this mystery, he sets off violent forces suppressed for decades that now threaten to engulf the entire society, and Eastern’s kidding himself if he thinks hiding out in an island mansion off the coast will protect him for long.
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