"Nick Pollotta - Bureau 13 - Judgment-Night" - читать интересную книгу автора (Pollotta Nick)the Night Fantastic.") As I read the box, all of the little pieces
fell into place. Hey, the Wolf Pack could be team of FBI 6 Judgement Night: Bureau 13 Book 1 by Nick Pollotta agents! Nobody has ever done that before! (remember, this was almost a decade before The X-Files) And this covert branch of the FBI fought supernatural criminals, but not all supernaturals. Case in point, it is not illegal to be a vampire. So if a vampire owned a herd of cows and only drank their blood, then no laws had been broken and the Bureau will have to defend the vampire against a mob of angry villagers. Hot damn, now you're talking! This is exactly what the Wolf Pack was supposed to be. Now I knew that with enough effort I could get the novel there, but I liked the tone of this. It resonated in my head and I made a decision. Swiftly, I started creating an FBI investigation team: the dashingly handsome Ed Alvarez, a private detective from Chicago. Ed looks a lot like me, and talks like me, and eats at my favorite restaurants, but then this was only my second novel. Then came, Jessica Taylor, the sexy telepath that Ed was secretly in love with. She knew (of course), but he didn't love! Okay, Mindy was perfect so she would stay as Mindy, but I'd give her a special weapon. Nice. Richard stayed the same, except I combed his wild mane of hair and removed his nickname since it was too distracting. As the team was FBI, they had ample monetary support from the government and thus no need of a financial backer, so George gained fifty pounds and became a war veteran from Viet Nam, an overweight warrior, still hard as steel in spite of the passing years. Pausing for a moment, I gazed thoughtfully at my 7 Judgement Night: Bureau 13 Book 1 by Nick Pollotta alligator shoes, and out of the blue came Amigo, their pet lizard with a very big secret. As a military historian, it was obvious that having only one wizard was poor tactics, insufficient firepower, so I added Raul Horta (as strange a character as I have ever penned), and then rounded them off with a big, beefy, redheaded Irish Catholic priest, Father Michael Xavier Donaher. After all, somebody had to do the exorcisms. (Remember the movie that started this?) While my friends gamed, I furiously wrote in the corner, |
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