Book Tours: Book Excerpt Jack Canon’s American Destiny

I’m hosting an excerpt today from political thriller “Jack Canon’s American Destiny”. Enjoy the snippet!

Book Excerpt

“Sandy, come here a minute. We haven’t had a chance to just sit and talk for a while.” She came over and sat close enough I could smell her perfume.

“What is it, Jack?”

“That’s a nice scent; what is it?”

“Oh you noticed. It’s Clive Christian; I got it at Neiman Marcus. I just thought I needed to treat myself.”

Taking off one of her gold hoop earrings she laid her head sideways, on the couch back cushion, “I thought of you when I picked it out.”

“Sandy, it’s going to get crazy around here.”

“That’s nothing new, Jack. That’s part of your charm; it’s always a Three Ring Circus around you.”

Sandy turned to look up at me, her big eyes enhanced by a smoky eye shadow, “Jack, I feel like I don’t belong anywhere but with you.”

I felt guilty – she was so perfect, so deserving of love. “This can’t be everything you had planned for your life, what did you want? I mean when you were younger?”

Sandy looked straight into my eyes and without her saying a word, I imagined what she was thinking. If our lips so much as grazed a passing touch, would that ignite a fire of passion that would have us tearing at each other’s clothes?

She looked away and spoke in a whisper, “People who love us as friends would never forgive us as lovers.”

“Sandy, you know I need you to keep an eye on the Senate staff when I’m on the road.”

“You can always count on me, but don’t think it’s not going to cost you. I’m still going to tease you every time you’re back in town!”

I laughed and Sandy shot me a look, like… “You just wait mister!”

“Tell me honestly, Jack. On the road, have you ever had any close calls?”

I took a deep breath. “I was weak many years ago and might have fooled around a bit, but never a relationship. None of the women had any substance. That’s why I need you so much; you understand. Be my friend; look out for me. We’re a team and we care for each other.”

Sandy emboldened, “How can you be so strong, Jack, aren’t you ever tempted, I mean with us?”

“Sandy, you’re beautiful and talented and I love everything you are to me, but I think of my wife and my girls and pray not to be.”

No longer able to contain her feelings, teary eyed, “Can you imagine? I love my work because you’re here and I get to be with you…”

I leaned to her and spoke into her hair, “I promise you’ll find someone. We’ll always be best friends. I’ll always care for you.”

We just sat there for five minutes. Then breaking the silence, Sandy asked, “Jack, do you remember the day we first met?”

“Sure I do…close your eyes… imagine this girl pops in through the door of a rented store front, our eyes met and my heart stopped… I remember she reminded me of Marilyn Monroe the way she looked in the early years in soft focus. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.”

Sandy moved towards me and gently rested her head on my chest, “That was me, Jack.”

“Yes and I remember a black and white pencil skirt and a white blouse. I thought, ‘this girl must have her own personal designer creating clothes just for her.’”

Sandy never tanned and her soft white cleavage overflowed whatever she wore. It wasn’t a stretch to tell her a designer could be so inspired.

There was a knock on the office door, the door opened slightly. Tip was calling in through the opening, “Jack, may I have a word?”

“Sure Tip, come on in.” Tip walked into the office, came around the corner and took a seat in the chair nearest the couch where I was sitting. Sandy adjusted herself, quickly moving her head to my shoulder.

“Jack, I didn’t realize you were busy, I apologize, this subject matter may not be something…”

I said, “Tip anything you need to say can be said in front of Sandy.”

“He’s right, Tip,” Sandy said, “Jack could pull his gun from the wall safe and blow your brains out right in front of me. I’d stuff your dead corpse into a sack and clean up the mess. Jack is my life and I’m alone in this world without him.”

Tip said, “I like that about you. But really, Jack, what I’m going to say is sensitive.”

Jack Canon’s American Destiny

Title: Jack Canon’s American Destiny

Author: Greg Sandora

Genre: Political Thriller

It’s the steamy summer of 2016 in Washington, D.C. just days before the Democratic National Convention. A long and painful recession has left ordinary Americans suffering, spawning the hottest Presidential Contest in history. Jack Canon, a man born into privilege, a witness to great social injustice is going to be President of the United States–no matter what! Desperate and corrupt, the leader of the free world orders a hit to slow him down. The plan backfires–the wrong people are dead–a manhunt points to the unthinkable–The President of the United States.
Rewind one year, Jack’s focus on redistribution of wealth and energy has made him powerful enemies. Once his friends, Rogue Billionaires, Oil Sheiks, the Mob, all want him gone. The current President wants him alive–thinking he can win against an unabridged liberal. A Universal Raw Nerve of wealth vs. poverty is exposed becoming a thrill ride as deep machinations of espionage, geo-politics and deception, even murder play out. Kind and charismatic, Jack’s just naughty enough to have you falling for him like one of his loving circle of loyal friends. Of course he’s flawed, a dedicated family man, faithful to one woman, but in love with two. Is it his fault his best friend is impossibly jaw dropping beautiful? Think the crime and passion of the Godfather meets the romance and innocence of Camelot. A story that could spark a movement, a book that can seed a revolution. A heart thumping climax so shocking you’ll pull the covers and draw the shades! One things for sure, through all the drama and suspense, you’ll be pulling for Jack!

Author Bio

I’m originally from the Portland, Maine area and lived and worked there for years before moving to Southwest Florida. I am currently working on the sequel to Jack Canon’s American Destiny – which will be titled Jack Canon Clean Sweep. The sequel will be available in about three months.

My Dad and Mom were artists, my father painted and my mother wrote poetry and loved to garden. Most Saturdays we loaded up the 1970 Chevy Impala to trek to a one man show somewhere or other. I took a different track graduating with a business degree; owning and operating an Award Winning Franchise Fitness Center. Currently a professional manager I am living in Florida with my beautiful wife and children, and following my passion.

Some of my other projects include a children’s book called Sammy the Sea Turtle – about an infant sea turtle taken from his nest the night he was to find his way to the sea. Sammy lives with the family until their son – the boy who took him, graduates from high school. On that day Sammy, backpack in tow – begins the long journey home.

My second project in the works involves angels – a man during a visit to Bar Harbor Maine encounters an angel; quite accidentally, he is told – she was not supposed to make him aware of her existence. Only three others have ever seen the real thing. Naturally he falls hopelessly in love with the beautiful creature.

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http://amzn.com/1939383250        for paperback

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