Kevin Dowd has been plaguing small towns in suburban Connecticut with face-to-face holdups at ATM Machines. Two people are killed in the process. Kevin takes haven in AA meetings immediately after his perpetrations using his attendance to hide from the case-assigned Detective. Dowd is not an alcoholic or addict.
Detective Doreen Pousant is getting closer to finding the ATM highwayman and after 2-years the trail keeps ending at St Raphael’s church. Pousant’s alcoholism impedes her progress and she finds herself going into St. Rachael’s AA meetings looking for the criminal. She finds more than confronting her own alcoholism. Her investigation reveals an ongoing plot infiltrating the banking system based in New York City. Further probes uncover that the 2007-9 US economic downfall had its roots in a similar Islamic extremist attack.
The ATM perp, the Connecticut Detective and some AA members are caught up in a deadly confrontation that reaches from the small town of Prichard, CT and New York City to Iran and its Al Qaeda links.
As a retired physician I’m devoting my time to writing novels, memoir-based fiction and short stories. My life as an author of fiction began in 2003 after a few years at Toastmasters International delivering captivating stories and speeches. I believe literature should be educational, fun, serious, full of feelings and always with a touch of fantasy and a thread of truth. Like all my novels true lifetime situations are interwoven with suspenseful and intriguing story lines. My 13 novels and short story book bear that philosophy out. Reviews of my books in Amazon.com have been 5-star. Comments for WHO WILL WEEP FOR ME such as “high school coming of age makes the story feel authentic and make the reader want more” is typical of reader satisfaction.
I live with my wife in San Antonio near my daughter and her family with four of my grandchildren. My goal as an author is to publish several novels a year with my novel portraying terrorism in the US, - OCEAN CITY HQ - recently published..
Kevin Dowd robs people at ATM machines and intermittently at high cash businesses like liquor stores. Timing is important. Kevin plans his heists 30-minutes before a regular AA meeting he attends. He makes sure he's noticed. People can vouch for him being at AA and not at a crime scene.
But so far Kevin hasn't had to use this alibi. He's prepared nevertheless because the lady detective who's been chasing him for two years is getting closer.
Kevin scoffs at the law and at AA. He's not an alcoholic. He just uses their meeting rooms and attendees.
Unbeknownst to Kevin is that Detective Doreen Pousant is an active alcoholic in trouble with her drinking.
MY NAME IS KEVIN
Kevin laughed and then immediately had a sobering thought. The reporter might have considered that a correct reason but he would bet anything the police did not. The detectives in Prichard were known for their fastidious attention to detail and had a successful high apprehension rate–except in his case. The media had been questioning a female detective, Sergeant Doreen Pousant, and not the puffed up Lieutenant Chief of detectives–Felix Pimple-something. He looked at the calendar taped to his refrigerator and tapped on the circled Friday with his right index finger. Kevin tried not to project a regular agenda between his robberies. Tomorrow was Friday and he would go back to an ATM machine and hopefully catch an isolated ATM user. Tonight he would go early to the AA meeting at St Raphael’s and make sure he had memorable pre-meeting discussions with the smokers and early AA attendees.