Eagle Fangs is a modern-day techno-thriller. A Mideast mastermind
conceives a brilliant fool proof plan to wipe out major cities across the globe.
He spends years acquiring mothballed Soviet nuclear warheads. This nuclear
“ultra-terrorist” hides in a remote location deep inside Iran on the Turkmenistan border. Once the warheads are restored to operability, he’ll scatter them across the civilized world and simultaneously detonate them on November 9 (11/9). A low-level Pentagon intelligence analyst notices a speck in the mountains. What is that? A hidden encampment? He alerts his superiors. They dismiss his analysis and don’t share his alarm. Desperate, he turns to his older brother who is the commander of a fighter squadron. His brother believes him. There is no time to go through proper channels. The fighter pilot assembles a small group of volunteers who must fly, undetected, over 8,000 miles. They will likely engage the entire air force of a hostile nation and, if they survive, certainly face the death sentence as war criminals. The realism and technical aspects are accurate down to the smallest detail.
Targeted Age Group:: adults
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
The author did a little flying for the Air Force as a young man. Over the years he worked with and witnessed a host of people who quietly went about doing important, difficult, and relatively obscure jobs. They were ever so committed. Sure, the pilots and the aircrews got all the credit. They deserved it. They were on the pointy end of the spear. But to a man, or a woman, they held the people who gave them a dependable flying machine in high regard. There were others in the Pentagon basement, or a spartan command post on some small Allied airbase, or sitting in a hot trailer in the desert, or driving a gas truck on an island in the middle of an ocean who collectively made it happen. He was inspired to pay tribute to those unseen and unheralded patriots. He was inspired to pay tribute to the spouses who also serve on the home front. They too sacrificed: and sometimes got a folded flag. When a member of the armed services died, rifle volleys shattered the sobs at the internment. He heard too many rifle volleys. He flinched every time. Finally, inspiration radiated from the pilots and aircrews who went into harm’s way and sometimes didn’t make it. Such inspired the author.
