He enjoys a wide variety of activities including sports of all kinds, music, motorcycles, scuba diving and, of course, writing.
An avid dog lover, Tim was a volunteer puppy raiser for Guiding Eyes for the Blind, raising and socializing potential guide dogs.
He has also studied and taught martial arts.
Tim writes fast-paced, off-beat crime stories full of colorful characters and loaded with unexpected and often humorous twists and turns, set in Flagler Beach and St. Augustine, Florida.
Currently, Tim is enjoying life in Palm Coast, Florida.
Connect with the Author
About the Book
It’s an indisputable law of the universe, but Joe Moretti Jr lives his life as if it doesn’t apply to him.
When Joe’s mistress gives him some unwelcome news, he decides to take drastic action, which starts a chain reaction of events that will affect the lives of thirteen strangers in the quiet seaside town of Flagler Beach.
It’s a bizarre ripple effect, but will it be enough to teach Joe that his money and influence can’t protect him from the power of Karma.
Keep reading for an excerpt:
There was no way she could possibly know what she was talking about. She was a store-front gypsy trying to scare him in the hope of drumming up some business. Next she’d be telling him to come in for a reading. Then the real con was on.
Joe wasn’t biting.
“Okay,” he said. “I got it. Be careful…don’t mess with the spirit world…the universe has power and all that happy horseshit.” He held the card out to her. “Here you go. Thanks for the tip.”
Anya Yaroshenko still made no move to take the card. Joe’s hand defied his brain’s instruction to drop it and walk away.
“You remember movie A Christmas Carol?” she asked.
“Scrooge, Tiny Tim, yeah, sure. What about it?”
“Remember when Scrooge’s dead partner, Jacob Marley, show up to warn him about spirits?”
“He was wearing long, heavy chain.”
“Yeah, very ghostly.”
“Chain was not there to make it ghostly. It was…” she searched for the word, “…symbol.”
“Symbol of what?”
She paused to formulate her answer. “Everything we do in life, every thought, every action, every reaction is like link in chain. Our fate is determined by the links we put on our chains.”
“So what I’m getting from this is, it’s my life. My chain.”
Anya shook her head No and grinned. “It is mistake to think that way.”
“And why is that? You just told me it was my chain.”
“Actually, you said it was your chain. I wasn’t finished.”
Joe exhaled slowly through his nose, re-crossed his arms and shifted his weight to the other leg. “Okay, so finish, but speed it up, I got things to do.”
“You are putting links on your chain every minute of every day, as am I. The woman getting into that car, she is doing it as well.”
“Is there a point hidden here somewhere?”
Producing a pad and a pen from her satchel, she began sketching.
“You see this?” She showed him a drawing of several small, interconnected circles running from one end of the page to the other.
“If your chain was just your chain it would look like this. A straight line.”
More sketching, taking longer than the first. “But look at this…”
Now the page was filled with chains randomly running from place to place, some connected, some not.
“This is what it really is.”
“Looks like a tangled mess.”
“Sort of. This chain is your life, this one is mine. They became connected the moment you picked up your card. This one coming in here is the woman who just walked by us. This one is the man whose car you were standing behind a minute ago.”
“Notice how every time your chain connects with somebody else’s, it changes direction little bit.”
“That’s because that person’s link is now attached to your chain, affecting everything that happens to you afterward. Some more than others.”
“This is all very interesting.” Joe checked his watch. Hopefully Mark would be here any minute to rescue him. “But you still haven’t gotten to the point.”