"False Prophet?" is a rant against the unfairness of the legal system. It's also the story of love lost and found, murder, conspiracy and political intrigue. Attorney Jack Ross loses his soul and his wife. He finds redemption by litigating the case of an African-American preacher and prophet.
Jack's existential crisis almost overwhelms him. He is disgusted by the law, his partner is an alcoholic, and his wife demands they have a baby and then leaves him. But Jack is a fighter. With the help of an arm-breaking buddy and a hot young reporter, Jack sets out to right the wrongs done to his prophet-client.
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Inspirational mystery, romantic suspense and political/legal thriller False Prophet? is a story of love lost and found and a rant against the legal system. Jack Ross loses his soul but finds redemption helping an African-American preacher sue for libel. In the midst of an existential crisis, Jack's wife leaves and his partner is in alcohol rehab. But with the help of an arm-breaking buddy and a hot young reporter, Jack sets out to right the wrongs done to his Christian prophet-client. The pursuit of justice leads to political conspiracy, real estate fraud, kidnapping and murder. A high price is paid for the truth, but Rev's church is saved as is Jack and Diane's marriage.
False Prophet? is closer to The Verdict than John Grisham. It is gritty but uplifting. It reveals the seamy underside of local politics and the legal system set in Indianapolis. But shows how white folks and African-Americans can worship and work together for justice. The love story is one of frustration and self-destruction, but ultimately understanding, reconciliation, renewed intimacy and a baby.
False Prophet? is a buddy book for guys. Friendship is tested but a trial strengthens the bond shared by three friends. Crooked politicians and real estate developers use the law and insider knowledge to scam innocent property owners. The white collar crooks are even willing to hire mafia thugs to kidnap and murder to conceal their conspiracy.
The romance in False Prophet? must overcome the insoluble problem that Diane is ready for a child and Jack is absolutely opposed to bringing a child into this world. Love, jealousy and selfishness interlock in a test of wills. Love prevails with the help of faith, but not without cost.
Find out whether the Rev's prophecy comes true.
Jeff Rasley practiced law in Indiana and the federal courts for 30 years. The legal case in the book is inspired by one the author handled. Characters and events are fictional, but inspired by the experience of representing Fortune 500 companies, murderers, heroes and child molesters. Whether the romance is based on experience shall remain between the author and his wife.
Doug! He’s back!”Trudy yelled when she saw Jack walking through the door into R&B. Doug darted out of his office waving the morning edition of The Bulletin. Doug grabbed Jack’s arm and pulled him into Doug’s office. Doug slapped the paper down on his desk so Jack could see the front page. Without uttering a word, Doug pointed to the heading of an article in the lower right corner: “Church’s House Burns, Body Found.”.
Jack involuntarily sucked in his breath. It felt like a linebacker just gave him a forearm shiver to the chest. He mumbled as he read, “…house burned…one of the properties owned by Victory Tabernacle…Reverend Brown restrained by 3 firemen from entering blazing house…collapsed on knees in gutter praying…body of 23 year old black female found in premises…reported by Reverend Brown to be his daughter…Fire Marshall’s preliminary finding is arson…Coroner’s report not yet available but possible suicide…accelerant found on hands of unidentified black female…drug percoset also found on female…possibility of overdose…Reverend Brown was taken in for questioning by IPD…”
“Oh my god, Jack whispered.” He ran out of the office without a word to Doug or Trudy. Rather than wait for the elevator, Jack threw open the fire escape door and took the stairs two at a time. He was down the eight flights in exactly twenty-four seconds. (Jack had timed his run at three seconds per floor the first year R&B leased office space in the Emory Building.) He kept running and crossed Delaware Street, passed the City-County Building and crossed Washington Street without waiting for the crossing light to change. Jack pushed through the entrance door to the County Jail. He was breathing hard as he waited his turn at the information desk.
The desk sergeant checked the booking records and informed Jack that Reverend Brown had not been booked. Sgt. Mueller knew Jack from his many visits to clients in the Jail. At Jack’s request she called Investigations. Jack waited impatiently rocking back and forth heel to toe in front of the information desk. It took Sgt. Mueller ten minutes working the phone to find out that Rev had been released in the early morning after a couple hours of questioning.
Jack thanked the Sergeant, walked quickly out of the Jail and jogged back to the Emory Building. He charged into the R&B office, swept past Trudy’s desk stating loudly that he was on his way to Rev’s house. Jack grabbed the legal pad off his desk and stuck it in his brief case. He patted his pocket to make sure he had his car keys. As Jack headed for the door, Doug poked his head out of his office and asked, “What’d you find out? Is he okay?”
Jack turned toward Doug. “He wasn’t charged. That’s all I know at this point. I’ll let you know --“ Without finishing Jack grabbed the door knob to leave. He was dimly aware that the phone had been ringing and Trudy was waving her hand at him. Just as he pulled the door open Trudy shouted, “Jack, it’s Diane!”
“Shit!” He turned back to his office, picked up the phone, and jabbed the flashing button. “Honey, I’m so glad you called, but this is a really bad time. I was just on my way out and it’s kind of an emergency, you know, on the Brown case.”