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About Revenge: Jason Steed
Product Description "A page-turner in the spirit of Alex Rider and Co."--Kirkus Only one secret agent can defeat the world's most ruthless criminal organization. He was surrounded. Jason's body worked automatically, his mind blank. He was fighting to breathe, forcing himself not to give up. But he was trapped. Standing on one leg and kicking out to keep the men back, he fumbled for the door handle to his left. He ran inside and leaped onto the narrow window ledge. He was nearly a hundred feet up, but the Triad thugs were closing fast. Jason jumped-- Martial arts expert and undercover agent Jason Steed is on the run, hunted by a crew of vicious criminals. To survive, he must rely on his training-to be faster, smarter, tougher. Jason will do whatever it takes to defeat the Triads. But when his own government turns against him, does he have more enemies than he can handle? Review "The heart-thumping action never seems to stop in book two of the Jason Steed series, much to the delight of boy who likes books with more shooting." - Boys to Books About the Author Mark A. Cooper was born in London and moved with his family to the U.S. in 2003. When his 12-year-old son's grades improved after reading the Harry Potter series, Mark decided to encourage literacy with his own novel. He self-published Fledgling: Jason Steed and the novel has enjoyed huge success and a devoted following on the web. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Chapter 1 The Yamaha RD 250 motorcycle circled at the end of Tower Hill Terrace. It was just going to be bad luck for the rider that one of the people in the line was eleven-year-old Jason Steed. Princess Catherine stood in line with Jason; she wore a knitted red hat and glasses with plain lenses so the hundreds of tourists that surrounded them at the Tower of London would not recognize her. Slowly the long line moved forward. Some of the excited tourists took photographs of the historic buildings. A Yeoman Warder walked passed. Many in the line quickly took a picture of him dressed in a smart purple and red uniform. He carried a large spear-shaped mace with a polished, solid silver point. "This line's hardly moving. It will take at least another twenty minutes to get in at this rate," Catherine complained, leaning heavily on Jason. "Well, this is what normal people do, but if you wanna take off your glasses and hat and let everyone see who you are and walk to the front, go ahead," Jason said, grinning. The motorcyclist slowly made his way up Tower Hill Terrace. In a low gear with high revs, the rider removed his left hand from the handlebars, pulled close to the long line of waiting tourists, and grabbed the straps of two purses. He accelerated and pulled the purses free from the startled owners; the motorcycle's front wheel momentarily left the ground as he gained speed. Screams and shouts caught the attention of others as he roared up the narrow street, almost knocking into some of the tourists, and the line snaked out of his way. Jason had seen it and was already moving in the direction of the Yeoman Warder, who was backing away to allow a gap for the speeding motorcycle. In a single move, Jason grabbed the mace with one hand, pushed the Yeoman back out of the way with the other, and jumped into the path of the motorcycle. The rider didn't slow or try to alter course; he was sure this foolish boy would move out of his way. At the last second, Jason jumped clear, but as he did, he thrust the spear into the front wheel. A loud crack echoed across the street like gunfire as the silver tip of the mace jammed between the front wheel spokes and the frame. The front wheel instantly locked up, and the motorcycle catapulted the rider over the handlebars and sent him sprawling across the cobblestone street. The crowd screamed and gasped as the motorcycle whooshed into flames. The dazed rider got to his feet and started to run. Jason took off and tackled him, bringing him down to the
