My dad ran one of my offices for five years, and many of you have been asking about him.
He has had an eventful ten days: Two mini-strokes, one fall which cracked a shoulder, and a heart attack.
Today my second book, Seeing Life Through Private Eyes, is now available in paperback.
You can order the paperback version here. The book is also still available in hardback and Kindle.
Book signings, for an unknown author, can be precarious at best. Many authors describe the process as nerve-racking. Unless your last name is Rowling, Grisham, Clancy or Koontz, you might spend an afternoon or evening alone at the bookstore or signing table.
The 21st century private investigator rarely actually meets their clients in person. There is no need for this interaction in 2018. Everything is done by their “machine” that they carry with them.
We will continue to provides services in San Francisco, Los Angeles, San Diego & Mission Viejo, but effective September 22, 2018, we just won’t need the physical offices there anymore.
Today, September 9, 2018, is National Granparent’s Day. I thought it appropriate to share the dedication from my new book, Seeing Life Through Private Eyes.
A few days ago my phone started to ring with a flurry of texts and emails. It had to do with doomsday cult leader Shoko Asahara being executed in Japan. You might remember the deadly 1995 terrorist attack where cult members released the nerve gas sarin in Tokyo subways. Asahara was the mastermind of that attack. 13 people died and thousands suffered ill effects.
I was there.
I was there on that day, in that subway. And I remember the events as if they happened yesterday.