David P. Holmes “Loose Gravel”

Dysfunctional families, grizzled detectives, and plenty of mayhem await the readers of this roller coaster ride. Love to hate a busted up detective that has more fractures and fault lines than an old cracked, weathered paint job, complete with lead based paint. Ingestion of which could cause brain damage. I think you get the surreal picture here. Be prepared and fore warned; it is not your normal middle of the road read. Like its character, it strays off the beaten path quite a bit and takes a load of chances. I personally like to be challenged as a reader, do you?

Here is the synopsis:

“Welcome to the dark world of Harold Bruntz, a thirty-year veteran of the Minneapolis police force. Detective Bruntz is tenacious about bringing justice to the streets he works. His methods of exacting righteousness can be brutal, illegal, unethical, and quite often deadly. He is overweight, a drunken slob, and has no hygienic values. Up to now, the only thing he cared about was cheap whiskey, cheap cigars, and his cheap woman. This case will overturn Harold’s sordid life, adding one element he was not prepared for. In Loose Gravel, Harold confronts the most evil and sinister product of the devil’s loins, Leonid Cherasky, a sadistic Russian underworld mob boss. Bodies are piling up around Bruntz, and Cherasky must be taken down before there can be closure on the mess. Dealing with a psychotic killer, a mother and daughter bent on destroying each other, and dirty politics in the squad room, Harold puts his own life on the line for a woman who wants nothing to do with him. "

About the Author

“Born on the South side of Minneapolis, a very long time ago, I learned how to navigate the streets and alleys, looking for and finding, trouble. I slept through most of my education in the old West High School. It's been torn down since, and I hope I had nothing to do with that. Twelfth grade was a snoozer, except for a gifted English teacher who woke me up. Ms Westby taught me the wonders of literature, and pushed me into becoming a voracious reader. It was then I discovered that the reward for reading, was writing. Writing anything about everything was an escape into unknown worlds, where my curiosity met with creativity. My professional life was spent writing technical treatise for industry. Telling people how to put tab A into slot B was mundane at best, but educational. Being married to my own Comedy Central, my wife Smedly has kept me in stitches and in love. Somehow, I talked her into buying a restaurant at one time, and after five hectic years we were still talking to each other. How could you love any more than that? Needing another challenge, we built our cabin in the pine infested woods near Milaca, Minnesota. Having a love affair with nature, it was easy to pick my literary venue of the spectacular North Shore and Arrowhead region of Minnesota. The power and raw beauty of this imposing spectacle becomes the backdrop for many of my stories.”