Simons Law
Simons Law's Book(1)
Thunderclouds over the Namib
Others Cold and calculated, analyzing and shrewd, planning and executing. Those were the styles of the three detectives, each upholding the law in their respective countries. One is cold and calculating, a real bastard for lack of a better word. The other one is an analyzer and always observes things from different angles. His shrewdness never lets you discern where his attention is focused at. He could have been a professional poker player. Then there`s the planner, always figuring out how to engage, where and whom to visit, or to compile evidence to ensnare his victim. He has a knack for executing what he plans and always works diligently towards it.
John MacGregor, is cold and calculating, a real bastard to those who break the law. He does not have an ounce of compassion towards those acting in the wrong. He wears the rank of lieutenant in his profession, at his local law enforcement unit.
Garth Shultz is a very shrewd individual, in his daily life he always questions and never accepts any answer for the truth. He has the knack of always observing things from different angles. His shrewdness has no bounds or equal.
Chief Inspector Andrew Hill is an individual who believes in planning before action. For him planning is everything and his second nature, he believes in it as the Christians believe in Jesus.
These three detectives get chosen by Interpol as law enforcing agents on the international stage. This is because of the outstanding work they did in their respective communities. Interpol is in need of diligence and sweeps long and hard to find them. On the tail of a ruthless gang boss, and his huge conglomerate of bad boys need them to have the best. The trail leads them to Africa and the newly independent Namibia. The liberators who fought the liberation war have become the rulers. With the need for money after the long drawn-out war, they look for investors. Never minding if it is the unscrupulous. The detectives follow the trail of the conglomerate all over Namibia and Nigeria. Having a blast along the way till they bring the gang boss to justice.
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