Duke Jonah is a Marine turned cop in the largest city in Texas- Houston. He's a bit wild, a bit of an adrenaline junkie, and he hates silence.
Some people think he's crazy- but they know he's good at what he does.
A growing war between rival criminal syndicates is about to break out in Houston, and Jonah is right in the middle of it. He's got a target on his back, a bounty on his head, and a chip on his shoulder.
Good thing he's got a moral code, too.
The Jonah Way.
The Jonah Way
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- “And don’t do anything stupid,” Vitella added.
Church looked at me, then said, “Boss, you might want to be specific, he’s getting that look he gets when he does something stupid.”
- “It’s the Jonah Way, Valerie. It’s my code.”
She crossed her arms and exhaled with disgust. “What does that even mean?”
I walked back to her and placed my hands gently on her shoulders. “It means I do what needs to be done, when it needs to be done, no matter what it is. It means I do the right thing, even when it hurts. And more than the concussion and the injuries my body has, the most painful thing for me right now is that I have to walk away from you and go deal with a very bad man. But I have to do it. Because it’s who I am.
- “You ever shut up?”
“Eh, I got this thing about silence. Makes me nervous. So, no, I tend to talk to fill-” another two shots- “the awkward silences.”
- “You shot at him before?” Church asked.
“Hard to say,” I said. “I’ve shot at a lot of people.”
- “Very flexible moral code, in the sense it can mean doing hard work, doing honest work, doing the right thing when it’s hard. Boils down to integrity. Do the right thing even when no one is looking.”
- “Detective Jonah, Harris County Special Investigations. The dog is a good boy.”
- “Boss, I gotta problem. Five non-friendly’s packing heavy hardware are going to start shooting at my house any second. So, I gotta call you back. Oh, send back up. Bye.”
- “It wasn’t a chase so much as I was on the car-” her look told me to stop. I was never very good at nonverbal cues from women. “Well, see, I tried to jump out of the way, but my brain said ‘jump up not out’ and I listened. Because…well… there wasn’t time. Then I had to stay on the car so the bad guy didn’t get away-”
- “I got him,” I said.
“How much do you ‘got’ him? Like in custody, or need a coroner?”
“In custody. I promised Vitella no killing today.”
- “And don’t do anything stupid,” Vitella added.