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Law Enforcement Agents Can Do It All. But Forgive?

John Russell is the Florida Department of Law Enforcement agent assigned to the missing Dylan Jacobs’ case. But while he’s tracking down clues in his professional life, a murderer is hot on his trail—his own flesh and blood. John’s father relentlessly seeks something John refuses to offer: forgiveness. Forced to face the ...
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Overview

Law Enforcement Agents Can Do It All. But Forgive?

John Russell is the Florida Department of Law Enforcement agent assigned to the missing Dylan Jacobs’ case. But while he’s tracking down clues in his professional life, a murderer is hot on his trail—his own flesh and blood. John’s father relentlessly seeks something John refuses to offer: forgiveness. Forced to face the source of his paralyzing fear of thunder and his stolen childhood, can John find the missing boy without his personal life completely unraveling?

Ten-year-old Dylan Jacobs is missing from state care. John Russell is the team leader of the Florida Department of Law Enforcement task force trying to find him. Although the governor has declared this a top priority, all the team is turning up are corruption and crime of a different sort. Could Dylan still be alive after disappearing from the system six years ago?

Meanwhile, John’s own long-buried nightmare is unearthed when a paroled killer shows up in his driveway. He struggles to leave old horrors where they belong—in the past. Determined to protect her children and help her husband, his wife, Marie, does some investigating of her own. Because she soon realizes, what you don’t know can hurt you.

Join the agents of the FDLE as they seek the truth behind the crime and grapple with Truth in their personal lives. Dealing with depravity all day, every day, it doesn’t always seem like God is in control. Which just makes victory all that much sweeter when it comes.

“Drawing upon his real-life experience as a police detective, Mark Mynheir has given us a realistic story and characters to care for. Mark presents us with a fresh new voice who writes from a unique perspective.”

Angela Hunt, bestselling author of Unspoken

“A remarkable first novel, with strong action and a solid moral. Readers will eagerly await the next installment from Mark Mynheir.”

T. Davis Bunn, bestselling author

“Rolling Thunder is a compelling story examining the struggles, importance, and power of forgiveness.”

Bill Myers, bestselling author of Soul Tracker

Story Behind the Book

Mark Mynheir’s experience as a homicide detective enables him to accurately expose, from an insider’s view, the exciting world of law enforcement and crime investigation. It also sets an unassuming scene for the serious spiritual work that needs to be accomplished in Mynheir’s main character. While the story unfolds, the reality becomes clear of how many Christians welcome God’s grace and forgiveness for themselves but struggle to extend it to others. They harbor unresolved anger and resentment, often for years, against those who have hurt them. Mynheir challenges readers to identify with fictional characters and to initiate the process of forgiveness in their own lives.


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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780307563378
  • Publisher: The Doubleday Religious Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 5/12/2010
  • Series: Truth Chasers
  • Sold by: Random House
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 352
  • Sales rank: 508,648
  • File size: 3 MB

Meet the Author

Exciting new novelist Mark Mynheir is currently a homicide detective whose law enforcement career has included positions as a narcotics agent and a S.W.A.T. team member. A former U.S. marine, he authors several articles for Focus on the Family’s Breakaway magazine for Christian teen boys. Mark and his family live in central Florida .


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Rolling Thunder

a novel
By Mark Mynheir

Multnomah Publishers, Inc.

Copyright © 2005 Mark Mynheir
All right reserved.

ISBN: 1-59052-376-8


Chapter One

Union Correctional Institution, Raiford, Florida

"It breaks my heart when a killer goes free." The corrections officer adjusted his gun belt around his plump waist. A buzzer echoed through the thick, overly painted walls of the hallway, and the huge brown door slid open on the railings, like a rock being rolled away from a tomb.

Frank Moore shuffled through the entrance into the administrative portion of the prison, a place he hadn't seen in thirty-three years. Stooped slightly at the waist and walking with a cane, Frank quickened his pace to the window that read "Property & Evidence." His new state-bought clothes barely clung to his emaciated body.

"You seem to be in a hurry, Frank." The officer chuckled with the two other guards who were escorting him. "Like you got someplace to go."

Frank pulled his inmate ID from his pocket, ignoring the pesky minder standing uncomfortably close behind him. A woman approached the window and took his ID and paperwork. With a quick scan of his processing forms and a raised eyebrow, she walked toward the back of the office without saying a word.

"What are you gonna do with yourself now that you've finally made it outta here?" the officer said loudly enough for everyone around to hear. "Maybe look for gainful employment?"

Frank tilted his head slightly, eyeing the man. "I got unfinished business."

"What kinda business could you have, old-timer?" The guard fiddled with his gun belt, which seemed to have a difficult time staying in place around his super-sized figure.

Frank turned and faced his heckler. Leaning toward him, he said, "The unfinished kind." His eyes burned with passion and fury, locked in a stare with the portly officer, who let out a nervous chuckle then looked toward the floor. Although Frank's once strong body was wrecked and weak, his spirit was vibrant and alive with anticipation.

The clerk returned to the window. She handed him a paper bag that contained everything he brought to prison with him-a black leather wallet; a pack of Wrigley's chewing gum, spearmint; and a baseball cap, the Mets.

She handed Frank a check from the state of Florida for eighteen hundred dollars-a paltry sum for thirty-three years, but it would be enough to get him where he needed to go and to finish what he needed to do. If everything went well, it wouldn't take that long anyway.

"Have you seen the warden?" She adjusted her glasses to read his checklist.

Frank nodded while tapping his gnarled fingers on the counter. As he waited for her review, he opened his wallet, exposing his driver's license, which had expired in 1971. His chipped and faded picture could still be made out. His coal-black hair from so many decades ago had now been replaced by gray wisps sparsely covering his head. His once rugged facial features had softened and drooped.

He closed his wallet and placed it in the small bag he carried. He knocked the dust off his Mets cap. Pushing back his errant strips of hair, he cinched the cap on his head, adjusting it for a snug fit.

"It looks like everything is in order, Mr. Moore." The clerk handed him his paperwork. "Good luck on the outside."

Frank snatched up his belongings and steadied himself with his cane.

"Well, old-timer, you ready?"

"Let's go," Frank said, already marching toward the only door standing between him and the world outside. The guard signaled the man in the control booth, and with one more sharp buzz, he pushed the stiff metal door open, holding it for Frank, who stopped just short of the threshold.

The midafternoon sun pierced the doorway, illuminating the darkened corridor, and a slight breeze wrapped around Frank. He bathed in it. The wind swirled around his creased, leather-worn face like soft, gentle fingers drawing him toward the world that awaited him. He had forgotten what wind felt like.

Breezes didn't blow inside the walls of Union, not even in the yard. But as rare as a breeze was, rarer still was a condemned man walking through that door. Home of Florida's death row, Union didn't give up its murderers easily. The likes of Ted Bundy, Gerald Stano, and countless other infamous killers were all carted out of Union feet first. Now Frank Moore was poised to do what few other murderers sentenced there had ever done.

With a deep breath and all the strength he could muster, the seventy-three-year-old man leaned forward and plunged into freedom.

"Good luck, old-timer," the guard said as the door slammed behind him. "You're gonna need it."

The free-flowing wind and unabated sunlight overwhelmed Frank, who rocked back in awe, lifting his hand over his eyes to see. The cascading sunshine on the dense swampland of Raiford replaced the gray cement walls and barbed wire that had served as Frank's horizon for more than three decades. Palm trees and saw grass were within reach, and a flock of egrets sailed just over the tree line. The low rumble of thunder in the distance signaled the coming of the afternoon rains that dominated Florida's summers.

He felt good, for the first time in a long time. But he didn't care about feeling good. If getting out of prison were his only goal, it would have been a great day. But that was just the first step. More urgent matters needed tending to if his plan was to work. There wasn't time to waste worrying about feeling good. He hurried toward a taxi already waiting in the parking lot.

The driver opened the door, and Frank didn't slow down as he slid onto the backseat.

"Where to?" the driver said as he jumped in the front and put the cab into gear.

"The bus station." Frank rested against the seat and closed his eyes. "Hurry." His jaw muscles wrenched back and forth as he groaned and clenched the small of his back, the pain throbbing rhythmically with every heartbeat. A crack of lightning forced his eyes open-a long-awaited expectancy filled him. Nothing short of death was going to stop him.

Maybe not even death.

(Continues...)



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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    A powerfulinspirational mystery

    Governor Ronald ¿Mac¿ MacClartney is irate, embarrassed, and fears he could be a one term leader when the Orland Sentinel broke the story of Dylan Jacobs placed in foster care at four years old six years ago only to vanish. Acting like a Mack truck running over everyone in his path, Mac demands instant answers, which a Grand Jury would take to long to provide. Florida Department of Law Enforcement sends its best team, Agents Tim Porter and John Russell to find the child..................... . While the police partners follow the trail, John past rises to haunt him. His estranged father, Frank Moore has been paroled after thirty-three years at Union Correctional Institute in Railford, Florida for murdering his wife. Frank pleads with John to give him a second chance saying he has changed since he found the Lord. An idealist who believes in second chances John wants to refuse his murdering dad¿s request to see any family member especially John¿s wife Marie and their children Brandon and Joshua. However, he also knows how un-Christian he behaves if he fails to forgive the man who sired him but also destroyed his childhood................... ROLLING THUNDER works on two fronts, the police procedural thriller and the family drama. When John follows the clues to the disappearance of Dylan, the audience receives an exciting investigative tale when the plot concentrates on John¿s personal dilemma of not wanting to forgive his father, readers obtain a deep introspective character study in which the hero¿s private debate impedes on his official capacity. Mark Mynheir provides a strong inspirational mystery.................. Harriet Klausner

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  • Posted May 30, 2011

    Couldn't put down!

    Loved reading this novel. Living in Melbourne myself I could picture where the events were taking place and travel with the characters as they searched for the missing child. I am looking forward to reading his other novels~

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