This is a secret. Don’t tell anyone! (TellMeVision literary trailer pt 3) © 2013

The proceeding is part 3 trailer to the latest version of my kindle e-book series “FEARLESS.” The title of this book is TellMeVision. I recommend you read the other two trailers so that you will know what is going on. The links below, in the comment section, are to purchase my e-books (the first book of the series is only 0.99 cents), and to see the previous literary trailers. Thank You- _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Hawk is a medium build man. He is fond of wearing a silk black tank top, purple leather pants, custom made snake skin tennis shoes, and wrap around yellow sun glasses. His off camera partner is the conservative Mr. Warner. Warner usually dressed in a plain, drab suit and tie. Change scenes to the bar “The Pony’s Tavern” where there is a bartender who has told stories, to anyone who tips well, about a vigilante named… “You want anything buddy?” The bartender asked Mr. Warner. “Yes. Black coffee, and any information that you have on a Johnny Walker Knight.” Warner slides him two fifty dollar bills. “Well, whatta’ ya know. Money talks and so do I.” The bartender gave a lead to Warner that Johnny Walker Knight was a school teacher by day. A pink colored 1979 Pontiac Trans Am drives into the high school’s parking lot. Hawk and Mr. Warner step out of the car and walk toward the school’s entrance. It was changing of class. The students were yelling and shoving through the corridor. Teachers were yelling instructions to move in vain. All silenced when they saw Hawk enter the building. Five minutes later, the camera panned left to right getting all of her college degrees, awards and pictures of her family. Camera went center focusing on her desk where pages of work were in neat piles. Goes upward, zooms in on her face. “There’s a high turn over rate in teaching. Clarksdale High is no different. It’s all too common for teachers not to return.” That was the principal’s, Dr. Wick’s, reply to Warner’s demand of, “I want to know all the teachers in your school who have been fired, quit, or resigned in the past two years. We have reason to believe that there was foul play.” “No, there has not been anyone in my school named Johnny Walker Knight.” “Thank you, Dr. Wicks.” The screen goes black and white, blinking pixels. “We’ve come on a dead end.” Outside of Brown’s Funeral Home: “What do you think Warner?” “Definitely would be a great hook for viewers and we can easily set up the props.” “Naw, we are going in.” “No. Hawk you are going in.”