This book is about the hope of a destiny in a man where the world saw little value but the Author of All only saw greatness and was with him every step of his life.
Cullen McPherson, insurance agent, just wanted to get the refund check to his client. He didn’t know his client was a world class spy in pursuit of a missing flash drive and other cryptic items held in secret by such characters as the Jewish proctologist and the Washer Woman.
Cullen was chasing a man but in fact, Cullen McPherson was chasing his own identity, long since undermined by a domineering mother and a weak father. In his youth, he lost himself in cartoons, foreign languages, actuarial reports, and stories of the merchant marines and their rugged ship’s ‘masters.’ It was here, on the bridge of one of these ships, he found himself, his value, and the captain who had always been there setting a course for the open see and home.
“We’re going to use nine megaton warheads in space and we’re not sure they’re large enough to be effective. Why would you even consider using kiloton-range surface-to-air warheads as back-up?” The answer was succinct. “Because they’re all we have.”