My name is Mike Pettit, Author,Writer, Novelest, Scribe, whatever. My alter egos, John Locke, Jack Marsh, and Sam Nash and their pals live in my head 24/7, non-stop. They are like tracer rounds ricocheting around my brain. I know there are other like me out there in the blog world going though the same thing.

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Tuesday, November 13, 2012

The devastating news that a human organ is needed urgently can be a terrifying experience. What does one do? Where does one go? Do you add your name to a national wait-list, and hope you don’t die in the year or so of waiting? Whom do you call for help? Where do you go when every minute counts?
Don’t worry, help may be closer than you think.. Under the shadows of darkness, and hidden from sight, is the Body Broker, from whom anything can be purchased, if the money is right: A heart here, a kidney there, a young woman, a child, twins perhaps? All are available for the asking. Business is good, demand is high, and it’s a seller’s market. The risk is only to those unsuspecting donors, or those stolen and sold for their body parts. The Broker deals his wares across the globe: Hawking organs like a faceless crone in ancient bazaars, hunting his victims in the night like a primal carrion eater, closing deals as professionally as any junk bond king, reveling in the wealth from others …donations.
When John Locke agrees to find his ex-wife’s missing stepson, he plunges into a world of danger and murder that his legal training never prepared him for. His only way to survive such evil is to come out shooting. He quickly discovers himself immersed in the unbelievable world of black market organ trading and human trafficking. When the hunt throws him on the trail of the man known on the street as The Organ Player, it leads him on a bloody chase through L.A.’s underbelly, to huge wealth stashed in the Cayman Islands, to Macau’s brothels and organ markets, then back to L.A. for a showdown never imagined. The Body Broker’s world includes harvesting clinics, hidden offshore bank accounts, political pay-offs, power players, Hollywood’s elite, unwitting organ recipients. His victims are the homeless, runaways, prisoners, veterans, the unwary, the poor, the unsuspecting. John’s hit and run tactics expose an international network of murder and death that sets off seismic shock waves through the halls of power, and leaves sane men questioning the selfishness of our fellow man, and the lengths he will go for just a little more time to live.
The Body Broker leaves you breathless.


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