Welcome to my stop on the blog tour for Hit by P.S. Bridge, with thanks to Rachel Gilbey for the opportunity! I’ll be sharing an extract with you all, right after I tell you a little something about the book.
Author : P.S. Bridge
Title : Hit
Series : Mark King #1
Pages : 254
Publisher : Clink Street Publishing
Publication date : July 27, 2017
A terrorist threat, a sinister organisation, and a threat to the security of the free world.
Renowned British lawyer and Sandhurst military academy dropout, Mark Lucas King is assigned the case of his career: to prosecute known terrorist Mohammed Al-Azidi.
All King wants is justice and to do his job successfully. But his peaceful life is shattered when a team of merciless hitmen targets him and his family and the court case collapses. Framed for assault and suspected of his wife’s murder, King must leave his legal career behind and go back to his old career as a British Army sniper in order to catch those responsible and hold them to account. Mark King’s brand of justice doesn’t involve a court room.
Forced to battle against highly trained hitmen to clear his name, King discovers that a sinister organisation known as Invictus Advoca is operating behind the scenes. What is their connection to him and the Al-Azidid case?
As the hunt for those responsible takes him far across Europe, can Mark unravel the mysteries that shroud this secretive organisation and peel back the layers to discover why he and his family have found themselves the target of professional hitmen?
Time is not on Mark King’s side as he races to prevent a global terror threat, discover who killed his wife, and find out who wants him dead, and why.
[Lawyer Mark King has been told by his wife that a strange car has been parked outside the house for most of the week, and it’s worrying her. Not one to allow anyone he loves to be worried, Mark decides to check it out. Unbeknown to his wife, he received a menacing call the night before demanding he drop the case.
I wanted a scene here that would irritate people, the way Mark feels irritated. Something inside him is telling him this case he has taken on isn’t right, but he can’t quite put his finger on it. Suddenly, strange things have been happening and he doesn’t like it. Having been in a set up situation before, I wanted to try to make the reader feel irritated before Mark as (hopefully) they can tell these guys are not who they say they are!]
‘Why are you here? What do you want?’ This time, the man answered in a low, basic English but with a thick foreign accent; Mark thought it to be Russian or Ukrainian, possibly Albanian.
‘What do you want?’ the man grunted.
‘What do I want? What do YOU want?’ Mark replied indignantly, shocked at the man’s attitude.
‘Gardener. Municipal services. We mow grass, cut weed.’
Mark was surprised and felt slightly silly approaching a stranger like this. He looked into the back of the Range Rover and noted rakes, garden spades, green garden bags and a black plastic rubbish bin. Mark nodded and apologised. The stranger asked Mark again what he wanted, and that was when Mark caught sight of the revolver in his lap and the ID badge clipped to the man’s chest.
‘Roman Vose,’ he said to himself quietly, he would remember that name.
Sensing danger to himself or to someone, Mark tried to take a swing at Vose through the semi open window of the Range Rover. Vose opened the door on Mark and knocked him over before slamming the door and instantly started the engine and tried to drive off. Before he did so, an accomplice in the passenger seat punched Vose violently in the face. Mark saw Vose reach for a knuckle duster and, before he could remove his hand from the open window, Vose had smacked Mark’s knuckles with it before Mark withdrew his hand. Mark winced in pain but wouldn’t give the driver the satisfaction of hearing him make a sound.
Vose got out, and by this time, Hawking was busy snapping photographs like his life depended on it, and Vose was covered in blood. Vose and his accomplice were dressed in gardener’s overalls and played up to Hawking, knowing he was watching, indicating Vose had been assaulted and threatening to press charges. This is just what Hawking had been waiting for and took pictures and statements for them for the papers.
Mark, looking troubled and winded, turned to Hawking and pleaded with him.
‘I swear I didn’t touch him! He had a gun! You gotta believe me!’
‘All I saw,’ Hawking replied whilst writing furiously, ‘was you throwing punches through the window and then the driver got out covered in blood!’
Hit is available now!
Living in Hampshire, right on the edge of Southampton Water, P.S Bridge has spent over a decade working in the private financial and legal sector. Away from his professional life, he embraces his creative side and is often found writing stories whilst listening to music. An avid reader from a young age he counts author Scott Mariani as one of the many influences that finally encouraged him to put the finishing touches to the first in his Mark King thriller series.