JD SEAMUS
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
JD Seamus, author of Last Call
Novelist JD Seamus has lived and worked among some of the most amazing characters ever to have walked
the Earth.
After decades of working in the world of retail finance, e-commerce, and venture capital, Seamus began writing
a series of novels based entirely on some of the characters he's met and situations he's found himself in.
With a keen eye for detail, Seamus takes to heart the old adage to “write what you know.” Borrowing from real
life experience, Seamus delivers highly entertaining tales full of sparkling wit and dark humor.
Whether pondering life’s most absurd or most wonderful moments, or showcasing a character’s foibles or
triumphs, JD Seamus is a dynamic new voice in the world of fiction. Seamus may make you blush, he may
make you cry, but he will certainly leave you entertained.
Today, Seamus is happily at work on his sixth book in Central Florida and divides his time between his family
and Braves and Jaguars games.
FUTURE TITLES:
The Price of Retribution, fiction, action/drama. The teenage daughter of a middle class family is brutally raped
at a party after a friend gives her a date rape drug. The family is ostracized after some of the rapists are caught
and go after the drug kingpins and crooked law enforcement officials. This book is a sequel to Last Call.
Best Intentions, fiction, action/mystery. Lila Buck’s life is good, almost. A strong willed, brilliant, self made
billionaire, she organizes a group of very successful friends and endows a ‘super science’ university in Eastern
North Carolina. Initially, their goal is to provide services through pure research for the ‘good of mankind’. Greed
and ego take over leading to political cover up and murder.
The Blessed, fiction, police drama. Homicide detectives are battling budget cuts and an ever increasing
caseload when a serial killer begins brutalizing the community.
Memoirs of a Kingpin, fiction, action/drama. Based on the life and times of one of the biggest drug dealers in
the United States. The book chronicles actual deals done with both Colombian cartels, the Sicilian, Russian
and Mexican Mafias.
A Brief Seamus History
I was born and spent my childhood in one of the nicer sections of Belfast. Wrong! Actually we stole from the
closest ghetto because we thought they were rich. I had nine brothers, all older, and I am the only survivor.
Mostly, the "troubles" got my brothers.
I was lucky because my gang was diverse, or at least thats what the newspaper said we were. We had Wops,
Jews, Polocks, Micks, Spics, Chinks and Blacks in our gang so we fit in everywhere. This was networking
before it became popular.
My gang career got off to a rocky start because I unfortunately was given a hand-me-down set of two left footed
boots by my uncle. They were mirror images of a pair my cousin had. He also had a rocky start as a criminal.
I was thought to be slow (years later we discovered it was the damn boots) so I was the look out on most of my
gangs capers. We also soon discovered that I was legally blind so my gang suggested that I continue my
education since I was such a poor look out. Worked out well. I grew up knowing all the crooks and didn't have to
serve as much time in jail as the rest of the fellas. Using my education, I continued to work in my gang as an
auditor, basically making sure all the guys got their rightful cut.
After I completed my education, I used what I'd learned as a petty criminal and I became a mutual fund
manager, then I started my own hedge fund. The rest is history.

Although not allowed anywhere near here, this is where my
Da grew up. We were lucky, my brothers and I. We had lots
of Da's. Me Mum, bless her soul, was widely known as a
generous sort.
My Mum said she'd given her last son to the "troubles" and I got
lucky when I was eight and was sent to live with a rich uncle
who was a cop in New York. We lived in a very posh section of
New York known as the 'Five Points' area. This was before all
the gangs became rich so we had to pretend to have different
colored doo-rags and something other than white tees
What? Aw! Nah! It --------couldn't be.
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Salt of the Earth. Best in the world. (Gotta'
suck up don't I?)