Copperhead 2
Key Words:
SciFi, LGBTQ, Speculative Fiction, Sex Off Page, Fade to Black, Action, Love StorySynopsis:
Excerpt:
FBI Agent Guillermo Diaz was sitting next
to me on a sad stained and ripped wheelie chair in my dorm room at SF State. An
FBI stakeout room was across the hall, not exactly subtle but maybe that was
the idea. Killing me would take extra effort.
“Feel proud of what you did, Abel. What you’ve done
for your mom and dad. Hell, what you did for your country.”
He was handsome with curly black hair, maybe ten
years older than me, always armed and with a confidence that made me feel safe,
was part of a group of law enforcement officers providing round-the-clock
protection. We’d become friends during the past months.
“I do.” Leaning back, a sigh escaped. “But it all
still has me screaming most nights. I stabbed a man to death.”
“And took out the white nationalist trying to launch
dirty bombs on major cities.”
“Yeah, yeah. No need to pile it on. Back at you—I’m
grateful on what you’ve done to keep me and Zachary safe. I just want the
threats to end. I want to launch my music career. Mama and my dad are adamant
about me getting a college degree. I’m getting ready to take the lead in a
major college musical. For better or worse, my only current source of
income—perhaps surpassing my stellar past careers as a below-minimum-wage
dishwasher and night janitor—remains the same. I’m down to just one client who
keeps me solvent even as he wants more of my time and certain body parts.”
“You’re funny. Until we know the threat’s gone, I’m
part of your reality. I make no judgement on what you’re doing or have done to
help your parents. I admire your reasons for doing what you did and still do.”
He leaned forward in his chair, reaching over, patting my knee. “My advice…take
it one day at a time. Simplify. Make your life less complicated. Focus on all
the little issues that need to get done. Concentrate on what you have control
over to improve your life and those around you.”
He looked at his watch and we both stood. “Time for
your math class.”
I gave him a hug. “I’m glad you’re my friend. Any
interest in taking this class for me.”
“I’d take a bullet for you, Abel, but bonehead math
is asking too much.”
He texted another guard that we were about to exit.
Getting all clear, he stepped out first and I followed. Simplify. Yeah sure.
When his family is torn apart, a college freshman uses his charm and looks to infiltrate the world of the rich and powerful risking his life for a greater cause.
Abel Torres knew hardship growing up but with his high-octane singing voice the young man dreams of a bright future with a scholarship to San Francisco State.
A mentor at the university, knowing his desperation, makes an unusual introduction and soon the handsome 19-year-old is performing at a swank party, charming California’s political and social elites. The wealthy host offers to connect him with rich gay men who would pay handsomely for his attention. Battling his conscience and pride, he accepts the offer. Complicating his life, he begins dating a sassy waiter who just might be the love he is seeking.
The FBI approaches him after he begins seeing a gay Congressman, asking him to work undercover to help bring down a terrorist plot on U.S. soil.
As Abel faces ever greater dangers, can he juggle his various identities as a student, singer, lover, and spy? Or will he lose everyone he loves if they discover just how far he’s gone to save them?
Stalk Me
Website: https://stevenacoulter.com/
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