Authors: Bobby Akart
The Loyal Nine
The Loyal Nine
Book One
The Boston Brahmin Series
A novel by
Bobby Akart
with
Steven Konkoly
Copyright Information
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Contents
About The Loyal Nine and the Boston Brahmin Series
History of the Original Loyal Nine
Teaser Chapters for
CYBER ATTACK
(Book 2)
Dedications
To the love of my life, you saved me from madness and continue to do so daily.
To the
Princesses of the Palace
, my little marauders in training, you have no idea how much happiness you bring to your Mommy and me.
To Steve Konkoly, author – mentor – friend, I will never be able to thank you enough for what you have done for me.
To the Founding Fathers,
whose vision and bravery built America.
Acknowledgements
To the usual suspects — Hristo Argirov Kovatliev,
Pauline Nolet, Stef Mcdaid, and The Team.
Thank you!
About the Author
Bobby Akart
Born and raised in Tennessee, Bobby Akart received his Bachelor’s degree with a dual major in Economics and Political Science. He not only understands how the economy works, but the profound effect politics has on the economy as well. After completing his undergraduate degree at Tennessee in three years, he entered the dual degree program obtaining a Juris Doctor combined with an MBA — Master of Business Administration at the age of twenty-three.
His education perfectly suited him for his legal career in banking, trusts and investment banking. As his legal career flourished, business opportunities arose including the operation of restaurants and the development of commercial real estate. But after meeting and marrying the love of his life, they left the corporate world and developed online businesses.
A life changing event led them to the Cumberland Plateau where he and his wife lead a self-sustainable, preparedness lifestyle. Bobby and his wife are unabashed preppers and share their expert knowledge of prepping via their website
www.FreedomPreppers.com
.
Bobby lives in the back woods of the Cumberland Plateau with his wife and fellow author Danni Elle, their two English Bulldogs a/k/a The Princesses of the Palace, a variety of farm animals, fourteen Pekin Ducks and a herd of a dozen bunnies, and counting.
You can contact Bobby directly by email ([email protected]) or through his website
www.BobbyAkart.com
Steven Konkoly
Steven graduated from the U.S. Naval Academy in 1993, receiving a Bachelor of Science in English Literature. He served the next eight years on active duty in various Navy and Marine Corps units.
From leading Visit, Board, Search and Seizure (VBSS) operations as a boarding officer in the Arabian Gulf, to directing Close Air Support (CAS) as a Forward Air Controller (FAC) assigned to a specialized Marine Corps unit, Steven’s “in-house” experience with a wide variety of regular and elite military units brings a unique authenticity to his writing.
His first novel, The Jakarta Pandemic (2010), explored the world of “prepping,” well before television and books popularized the concept. Hailed as a “grippingly realistic” family survival story, The Jakarta Pandemic introduced thousands of readers to the unfamiliar concept of “survival in the suburbs,” motivating many of them to take the first steps to better prepare themselves for a major disaster. His recently launched series, The Perseid Collapse, continues Steven’s legacy of engaging (and informative) post-apocalyptic (SHTF) fiction.
Steven lives with his family in central Indiana, where he wakes up at “zero dark thirty” to write for most of the day.
You can contact Steven directly by email ([email protected]) or through his website
www.StevenKonkoly.com
About The Loyal Nine and the Boston Brahmin Series
Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.
~ George Santayana, philosopher and novelist
America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.
~ Abraham Lincoln
Works of fiction are often based upon a historical premise, and the Boston Brahmin series is no exception. The Loyal Nine takes its name from nine patriotic Bostonians who took a stand against the tyrannical rule of Great Britain. As the British exerted more control over the colonists, especially in the form of taxes — anger and resentment rose to a crescendo, resulting in the War for Independence. You can read about the history of the original Loyal Nine
here
.
Similar to the events leading up to the Revolutionary War, a string of disastrous social, economic and institutional crises will conspire in
The Boston Brahmin
series to land the newly minted Loyal Nine at the same critical decision point reached in 1765 by their ancestors—choose tyranny or freedom. Of course, nothing is exactly what it seems in the Boston Brahmin series, which will make the Loyal Nine’s choice even more important for the survival of an independent United States.
Writing a series of this magnitude takes a considerable amount of planning and research. It also asks the reader to become vested in the journey of the characters. Read with us. Learn with us. Get involved in the backstory and details of the novels by visiting our frequently updated, fan dedicated website
The Boston Brahmin
. We encourage you to interact with us on social media. We truly enjoy conversing with our fans — all of whom we consider friends.
We hope you enjoy this epic, history-rich thriller series. Torn from the headlines, The Boston Brahmin Series presents a nation plunged into chaos by enemies “foreign and domestic”. Only The Loyal Nine, a patriotic group of descendants of our Founding Fathers can stop the collapse and restore the American republic.
Join The Loyal Nine in their quest to save our country from collapse. Thanks for reading!
Prologue
August 2016
Martha’s Vineyard, Massachusetts
He was thankful for clear skies and a lack of turbulence. The short ride in the Sikorsky S-76 from Boston was devoid of the sudden sideways movements and occasional rapid changes in altitude typical of helicopter flights. The swooping motions which created a thrill for some presented difficulty for others. He requested the morning meeting to avoid a return trip at night, when the human eye struggled to find a reference point on the horizon. This could result in serious spatial disorientation and motion sickness—and his day did not need the added stress.
The newly designed Sikorsky was ideal for his trips to the Vineyard. Most people think of the deafening
thump—thump—thump
sounds of the rotors, but inside the cabin, the redesigned Pratt & Whitney engines and noise-reduced tail rotor barely competed with his thoughts.
Flying over Buzzard’s Bay, he glanced out of the starboard-side windows, catching a glimpse of the Blackhawk helicopter that had shadowed them since they passed New Bedford. To his left, he observed the lines of cars, full of tourists and gawkers alike, waiting for the ferry trips departing Woods Hole—taking them to the island. Naturally, security was heightened due to the importance of the
vacationers
, but the appearance of Coast Guard coastal patrol boats throughout Vineyard Sound was a reminder of the state of world affairs.
As the pilot swooped across Menemsha Pond, he thought about the words used in the past that drew so much criticism from pundits—
you didn’t build that.
There is some truth to the statement. Nobody gets rich on their own money. They leverage their wealth on the backs of others. Similarly, power is achieved through the adept application of your strengths.
Machiavelli once wrote
he who wishes to be obeyed must know how to command.
A commander-in-chief may be anointed with power, but it does not necessarily provide him the ability to command. He needs guidance. Today, help arrived in the form of a message—one that must be delivered face to face.
The pilot gently set the Sikorsky down on the helipad built by the Corps of Engineers on his property just three weeks ago. Men and women in dark suits surrounded the landing zone, along with several golf carts.
The welcoming committee was a little much
—especially for his own home.
He loved the Chilmark House. Situated on the southwest part of Martha’s Vineyard, the open floor plan and the floor to ceiling windows, in each living space, accentuated the panoramic views of the South Shore and the Atlantic Ocean.
After the obligatory security check, he was escorted inside as a guest in his own home. It was an odd feeling. He was not accustomed to meetings outside of the sanctity of his offices in Boston.
“Hello, sir,” greeted David McDill, the White House Chief of Staff. McDill was not part of the inner circle. He filled a role as an intermediary, a conduit for the exchange of information. The President’s real confidant, the person whom he trusted the most, was by his side—Valerie Jarrett.
“Good morning, David,” he said. “It is nice to see you again.”
McDill escorted him down the steps into the sunken living room, where the President finished a putt across the carpet to a makeshift cup. The President whispered something into the ear of Jarrett who looked up at him and smiled.
There is something between them—something more.
“Mr. President, your guest is here,” announced McDill.
Jarrett hastily broke away from the President and smiled as she exited the room.
“Thank you, David, you can go now,” said the President.