“In ’Unreasonable Force’, Kenneth Eade manages to tackle some important topics for today’s American society: tolerance, prejudice, violence, self-defense. Readers will immediately relate to the main characters and try to find answers to the intriguing questions their actions raise. Yes, ’Unreasonable Force’, is a fast-paced, action-packed legal thriller, but it’s also much more than that. It speaks directly to the readers, drawing their attention towards what’s happening in reality, around them, each day of their life.” – NY Books Examiner
EXCERPT FROM THE BOOK, :UNREASONABLE FORCE” BY KEN EADE
William rolled down his window as one patrolman approached the driver’s side and blasted William with an assault of light, which stung his eyes. He blinked and averted his gaze.
“Look at me, sir,” commanded the Officer. He seemed to be in his 30s, although William could not tell because they all looked alike in their uniforms and matching caps.
The other cop took a position to the rear of the Escalade, on the passenger’s side, and shone his light into the vehicle, checking the interior.
“Got an open container!” he called out.
“License and registration,” demanded the first cop, steadily training the floodlight in William’s face.
“It’s in the glove box. I’m going to reach over and get it, okay?”
“Just keep your hands where I can see them,” said the officer.
William slowly and carefully withdrew his paperwork from the glove compartment and handed it to the policeman, who beamed the flashlight on his license, then back into William’s face.
“Do you have to shine that thing in my face? I’m sensitive to bright light.” The officer didn’t respond.
“Step out of the car, please.”
“What for?”
As William got out of the car, he could see TJ and Fenton exiting also, their hands on their heads. They were directed to the driver’s side, where the second cop put them against the car and was patting them down.
“Turn around, hands on the vehicle.”
“Wait a minute, I…”
“Turn around, hands on the vehicle. I won’t say it again.”
William turned around and put his hands on the car. He could feel the officer’s hand going up his leg. He turned his head and noticed that the cop’s right hand was on his service pistol. Great – trigger happy.
“Turn around!”
William turned around and felt the cop reaching into his pocket, taking out his wallet. He looked to see Fenton and TJ, who were sitting on the ground, handcuffed.
“Public urination is a misdemeanor offense,” said the police officer to William as he examined the contents of his wallet. “So is having an open container of alcohol.” “What open container?” “Have you been drinking?” “No, no. I’m the designated driver. Look officer, I’m not under the influence of alcohol.”
“Did I ask you for your opinion, nigger?” “Excuse me? Did you say ‘nigger’?” “I didn’t say anything. You said it. And isn’t that what you people call each other?” “Well, if we people did, that doesn’t give you the right to say it.” “You ain’t got any rights here, boy, ‘cept the right to remain silent, and I suggest you use it.” “Why? Am I under arrest?” “Stand with your legs together, head back, arms out straight. Close your eyes.” William complied.
William repeated the maneuver. The cop withdrew his baton and forced William’s legs apart with it. “You told me to stand with my legs together. I’ll do whatever you say. Just don’t hit me with that.” “Shut up. Now I want you to walk a straight line, heel to toe, until I tell you to stop and turn.” He pushed William forcefully with the baton in the back, whereupon William pushed it away with his hand.
“You don’t need to keep hitting me with that stick. I’m doing everything you…” In an instant, the cop smacked William in the knee with the baton in a rage. William felt a fire in his knee as he heard it crack, lost his balance, and fell. The cop kicked William in his balls and then his stomach, which made him heave. “You barfed on my shoe, nigger!” There was nothing after that, only bits and pieces. The only thing William could remember was the deafening pop as the gun went off, and the cop’s partner hitting the ground like a fallen bowling pin.
Eade, Kenneth (2015-07-27). Legal Thriller: Unreasonable Force, a Courtroom Drama: A Lawyer Brent Marks Legal Thriller (Brent Marks Legal Thriller Series Book 4) (Kindle Location 236-305). Times Square Publishing. Kindle Edition.
Certainly the situation with the continuous use of deadly force in police confrontations with Afro-Americans has helped grow the movement, Black Lives Matter. In this article in the Dissident Voice organization’s website, Ken Eade argues why they do,
But the confrontations with police brutality and the militarization of the police are only a series of steps in a long line of attempts to dissolve citizen rights in the United States. In the following interview, Ken Eade explains the tragic degree of compromise that has already taken place.
THE BILL OF RIGHTS – HAVE WE LOST THEM ALREADY?
Ken has often been compared to attorney/novelist John Grisham. This is his take on these comments.
“John Grisham is famous for saying: ’I always try to tell a good story, one with a compelling plot that will keep the pages turning. That is my first and primary goal. Sometimes I can tackle an issue-homelessness, tobacco litigation, insurance fraud, the death penalty-and wrap a good story around it.’ That is exactly what I try to do in my books. Not only do I want to tell you a thrilling story that you will love to read, I also hope you come away with it having learned something important.”
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