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    Primal Dance With Death
    Primal Dance With Death
    Primal Dance With Death
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    Primal Dance With Death

    By Jonathan Staley

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    They killed a U.S. servicewoman and believed they got away with it, hiding behind their powerful boss and the chaos of war. They were wrong. A determined woman has tasked Casey Stone with uncovering the truth, and for him, it's personal. Standing in his way are a powerful private military contractor and an international terrorist. Piece of cake.

    In this new book by Jonathan Staley, follow former Navy SEAL and Tier 1 Operator Casey Stone as he takes down bad guys and stops a terror plot in the process.

     

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJonathan Staley
    Release dateJul 5, 2024
    ISBN9798227139665
    Primal Dance With Death
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    Jonathan Staley

    Jonathan Staley, born and raised in Detroit, discovered his passion for fiction at an early age. He has self-published four novels: "Casey Stone," "Last Dance with Death," "Primal Dance with Death," and "Shadows Over Detroit." As a proud father of a college senior and a ten-year-old, Jonathan is also an advocate for autism, driven by his experience as the father of an autistic son. His dedication to storytelling and his advocacy work reflect his deep commitment to his family and his community.

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      Primal Dance With Death - Jonathan Staley

      Thank You.

      Aiden and Anasia my two heart beats. Everything I do I do it for you guys. You are the reason I keep going every day. I love you guys with all my heart! Andrea, my third heartbeat. I love you more than words can say and love each moment that I spend with you. You are also another reason I keep going.

      My mother Shely. Thank you, I love you.

      Marvin Greenlee, thank you for your friendship and having my back.

      My bonus family, Brandi, Gia, Bill, Verdel, Annette, Albert, Ciara, Pasha, Ava, Aubrey, Antonio, Greg and Alisa. Oh and Mase.

      Uncle Levon

      Antoine Craig, Thank you. Edmund Stewart, Craig Wright

      Jada, Sabrina, Samya, Dawn, April, Kristoper and Sam.

      All my other family and friends, thank you!

      This Book is dedicated to those who are no longer with us and who have touched my life.

      My Father Isaac Donald Staley

      My Best friend Harran T Robinson

      My Aunt Evelyn Mustaffa

      My Grand Parents Isaac D Staley and Willie Mae Staley and Ellis Ulmer and Hattie Ulmer

      Uncle Robert Ulmer, Leo Ulmer, John Staley, Dorothy Beasley, Alvina Staley

      My Cousin Aaron Herring

      William A. Pipkins

      Primal Dance With Death

      Copyright © 2024 Jonathan Staley

      Registration # TXU002417556

      PRIMAL DANCE WITH DEATH

      BY

      Jonathan M. Staley

      THWAK! THAWK! The sound of the supersonic slug tearing through flesh and bone was music to his ears. Both men went down not knowing what happened to them. One minute they were standing guard outside of the closed strip club, the next they were both on their way to their afterlife. The street was dark, nothing but one streetlight illuminated the night, enough illumination to catch him emerging from the cover of the alley across the street where he took his shot.  He wore all black cargo pants and a black hooded zip up sweatshirt. He calmly crossed the street with a H&K 45 in his hand with a sound suppressor attached to the business end. Although he had been out of the fight for a little while, Casey Stone felt at home. His target was responsible for the murder of a young girl who ran away from home a year ago and fell into a life of being trafficked by this asshole, so he had to die. And his Grim Reaper came in the form of a six-foot three inch tall, two hundred- and fifty-pound former Navy SEAL who was a member of the best of the best.

      The United States Naval Special Warfare Development Group or DEVGRU, was the official name of the unit formally known as SEAL Team 6. The Navy SEALS’ most elite unit. This was his home for ten years, he was a SEAL for a total of twenty years, but DEVGRU, DEVGRU was his home. He was considered one of the best and if he didn’t come home to avenge his brother, he wouldn’t have taken an early retirement. He didn’t do it for the money, he did it to keep evil from reaching the shores of the country that he loved, even if the country didn’t always love him or people who looked like him back. He had been on a one-man war for the last four years. Avenging deaths and saving vice presidents. Casey Stone was tired, but this one last mission had to be completed. This dude had to die.

      He stepped over the fallen bodyguards and walked to the front door of the strip club. The front door was open, so he strolled right in. The place was a rundown piece of shit, and he was surprised that the city still let it operate. The smell of stale liquor and mold invaded his nostrils and he wondered how anyone would ever step foot in this place. But he knew why. Most of the girls working here weren’t of legal age and most of the girls working here were forced to satisfy the clients in any way that the owner, Stone’s target, saw fit. He rounded one corner and saw his target standing at the rundown bar counting money.

      I thought I told you dumb fucks to stay outside. The man said with is head down counting hundred-dollar bills. He was s short little fucker, no taller than five feet ten inches tall and looked like he barely weighed a buck fifty.

      I don’t work for you asshole. Said Stone who raised his gun and let the red dot from his Trijicon MRO sight dance on the man’s forehead.

      Who the fuck? He said, raising his hands.

      I guess you’re wondering who sent me? Said Stone.

      Whoever sent you I’ll double what they are paying you. Said the man who started to lower one hand.

      Look dumb ass I took out two of your bodyguards and snuck in here without a sound do you really think I’m going to let you get to that Glock under the counter.

      The jackass came to his senses and put both hands back up.

      Who sent you a parent? The cops tired of payoffs.

      The cops will get theirs. This is for Nita Porter. Said Stone.

      That little dirty bitch got what she.... Before he could finish his head exploded sending brain matter over the rundown bar and his body slumped to the ground. Stone holstered his pistol and removed a thermite grenade from his pocket, pulled the pin and tossed it into one of the rundown booths setting the place aflame. His job was done, and the girl was avenged. He could finally hang up his guns and get to his plan of writing the next great American fiction novel. But little did he know, he wasn’t done, there was one more thing left for him to do. One more Dance with Death. A Primal Dance With Death.

      PROLOGUE

      `We were both spent, bloodied and ready for this to be over with. In order for that to happen though, one

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