6 February 2016
Dear Prisoners.Exchange. com:
My name is Eddie Lee ( K 56430) and I’ve been incarcerated since 1995. Early on in my incarceration I realized IDOC provides very little services to inmates who want to make a change in
their lives for the better. However, I made a conscious decision to rehabilitate myself and take advantage of what few programs IDOC did provide. While in Cook County jail, I received my GED;
therefore, I was able to take college classes in IDOC. I obtained a certificate in horticulture and computer technology from MacMurray College. Recently (9 Dec. 2015), I graduated from Lakeland
College with an Associate Degree in Liberal Studies.
While I am proud of my academic accomplishments, they are minor in comparison to the mental and spiritual strides I’ve made. Finding out who I am and where I come from has turned
me into a better person. Who am I? A Hebrew Israelite and son of the MOST HIGH YAH. Where did I come from? Read Deuteronomy, Chapter 28.
With under four years remaining on a 50 year sentence, my mind began to wander…. what place do I have in the world? What can I offer society? Will I find employment? As these and many
other questions formed in my mind, a light bulb turned on in my head and I decided to become a writer.
At one point in time I used to read lots of urban novels but due to schoolwork, I stopped, Once I finished my schooling, I slowly began to read novels again, After reading several Chicago-
based novels, I realized most of them lacked the authenticity only a person who has lived on the streets of Chicago can provide. So, I wrote my first novel titled ” City Of Wind. ”
While it is an urban novel, there is a message being told, I’m currently seeking a publishing deal. If any publishers and/or agents are interested in reviewing my manuscript, please write
me at:
Eddie Lee #K56430
P.O. Box 1700
Galesburg, IL 61401
Attached is the synopsis and prologue to “City of Wind.” Thank you for allowing me the chance to use this platform to seek a publishing deal.
Best regards,
Eddie Lee
RE: Synopsis “City of Wind,” Part I
To It May Concern:
When thirteen-year-old Zephaniyah ” Zep ” Berry returned home to Chicago from a summer vacation spent in Atlanta, Georgia, nothing could have prepared him for the death and destruction
he would face. A bloody war between two rival gangs has reached the boiling point and the drastic recruitment measures taken by one of the gang’s leaders places Zep smack-dead into the fold.
City of Wind, Part 1 is assembled in 360 pages with 33 chapters. Set in 1999-2001, it’s a gritty, reality-based cautionary urban tale about two adolescent best friends, Zep and Tiso, growing
up on the southside of Chicago. Living in the midst of gang wars, drugs, robbery, rape and murder, they joined their neighborhood gang, the Black Disciples, and quickly begin making a name for
themselves in the war against their rivals, the Gangster Disciples. Their lives, however, take a turn for the worse when their beloved, and feared leader, Rome, is apprehended by the DEA while in
possession of two kilos of cocaine and agrees to work as a confidential informant against his own gang and his drug connect, Niq, who has ties to a Mexican drug cartel.
Before the Feds make any arrests, Rome, along with his right-hand man Chop, robs and kills Niq’s mother. Once Niq learns of Rome’s actions, she takes action, and with Niq out for blood, the
unwitting Zep and Tiso find themselves in the midst of her quest for vengeance,
Along the way, Zep learns of friendship, love, betrayal, loss, and perhaps most importantly, consequences.
Thank you for taking the time to review this novel. I am sure you will not be disappointed.
Sincerely,
Eddie Lee
“City of Wind“/ Lee
PROLOGUE
“PULL OVER!” The narcotics detective bellowed over the loud speaker.
“SHIT !” Zep shouted, looking at the unmarked detective car through the passenger door mirror. He was trying his best to remain calm and refrain from looking back. ‘It’s the muthafuckin’
dick boys. Tiso, you ain’t got no guns or work in here, do you?”
“Nope,” Tiso replied with a devilish smirk.
“Cool, pull the fuck over ’cause they ain’t gon’ trip ’bout this dro or you not having no license,’ Zep said, knowing that unlike uniformed officers, the narcotics detectives
wouldn’t bother arresting two thirteen-year-old boys for being in possession of a user’ s amount of high-grade marijuana and joy riding in a brand-new Escalade. They only made arrests for guns,
large sums of marijuana and hard drugs such as cocaine, heroin and PCP.
Suddenly, over the Loud speaker, the detective ordered, “Make a right at the corner, pull over to the curb and turn off the car!”
Once they reached the corner, Tiso made the right turn and brought the Escalade to a stop at the curb. Despite their age, this wasn’t their first run-in with the law. On separate
occasions, over the past three years, the police questioned them for vandalism, theft and assault & battery.
Luckily, Zep was able to talk their way out of getting arrested each time. But for some reason, Zep had a funny feeling in his gut that today wouldn’t be his lucky day.
The fact that he wasn’t in complete control of the situation coupled with the condescending vibe he was getting from Tiso had Zep feeling edgy. His heart began to beat rapidly and loudly.
So loud that he could hear it! His face, upper body and palms were covered in sweat.
“Turn off the car!” the cop repeated.
”Kill the engine, Zep said. Curiosity got the best of him. He turned and looked as the passenger side door of the unmarked car swung open. “They gettin’ out the car!” Zep blurted
in distress.
For reasons unknown to Zep, Tiso gripped both hands on the steering wheel, braced up his body and like a villain in a horror movie, let out a sinister laugh. Just as the detective approached
the driver’s side door, he leaned back in his seat, faced Zep and said “Fuck these bitches. They gon’ hafta catch us.” Tiso turned up the sound system and hit the gas.
The high speed Chase was in progress…
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