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Digital Released: April 2014
ISBN: 9781310179785
Kindle US, Kindle UK
Apple, Kobo, Nook

Print Release: July 2014
ISBN: 9781910234082
Amazon US, Amazon UK

Author: E.H. Ward
Length: Novel
Genre: Thriller
Digital Price: $3.99
Print Price: $13.99

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Irish stud farm manager and bloodstock expert, Oliver McMahon, is tired of his life, and a boss who neither rewards, satisfies, or recognises his abilities. He turns to his very wealthy brother, Richard, for help in setting up his own venture, only to be rejected and, in the process, discovers a family secret.

On the brink of despair, Oliver remembers and calls in a favour owed to him by a man who has risen to become one of America’s most powerful mafioso. Oliver gets back on track with a rich client, a large budget, top class horses, and an old flame rekindled.

As the Thoroughbreds start winning, Oliver reconnects with his college sweetheart and all his dreams are being realized. Soon, he’s pulled into a tangled web of narcotics, murder, deceit, and sinister threats.

When Richard is murdered, Oliver has to face the awful truth that a decade-old act started the chain of events which led to his brother’s killing.

Oliver has no choice but to become as ruthless as Richard if he’s to extricate himself from a lose-lose situation. Death or a lifetime in prison – the stakes have never been higher.


Dublin - November 25th, 2005

Richard McMahon swung his white Mercedes off Clontarf Road and wound slowly through the streets. He took an indirect route to his luxury apartment block, checking the mirror every time he turned. He was fairly sure he was not being followed, but in the grey half-light of a drizzly evening, all the cars looked similar in the mirror. He pulled into the parking lot and stared at the bushes and shrubs that shielded it from the road.

The streetlight was not working. A bead of sweat formed at his hairline. He lit a cigarette and devoured it. Richard’s skin was grey, almost translucent, his brow was furrowed and his crow’s feet were craggier than usual. An all-day meeting with his lawyer had robbed him of energy and any sense of security that he had had a few days ago.

His company was still reeling from the drugs find, and he stood to lose a fortune. Then there was the matter of the suddenly silent Italian flight steward. Still, he was glad he had left the letter for his brother, even if it was too late to make amends – he should have treated Oliver better and helped him out when he came looking for Richard’s backing and support.

Slightly calmed by the nicotine, he scanned the car park, picked up his briefcase and the long, heavy torch he kept on the passenger seat. He locked the car and hurried toward the sanctuary of the building. There was a sound from the bushes. He shone the torch, but could only make out leaves and shadows.

“Come out! I, I know you’re there,” he called, with a quiver in his voice. Breaking into a trot, he made for the lobby door.

Swearing, he dropped his briefcase trying to pull the passkey from his pocket. He never got to turn the lock.

* * *

The hooded man checked the photograph in his hand and satisfied himself that it was Richard McMahon approaching the lobby door. Looking left and right, he silently crossed the road and came up behind his target. As he moved, the iron bar slid down the anorak’s sleeve into his hand. The blow dropped Richard to the ground. He was out before he hit the floor.

The man glanced down the street, then took his victim’s watch, ripped the shoes from his feet, and searched for a wallet. Pocketing the banknotes, he tossed it aside. Then he stabbed a used syringe into his victim’s neck.

Richard groaned. “Please, please . . .”

The man rose to his feet and bent over Richard. “You should’ve kept your mouth shut,” he said. Then he swung the iron bar in a long slow arc. There was a dull crack and blood spilled onto the stone tiles.

The man walked briskly down the street, turned the corner and continued through four or five cross streets. He reversed his anorak and dropped the bar down a storm drain by the kerb on an empty street. The shoes he stuffed into a bin behind a convenience store. He fondled the Rolex and considered keeping it, but reluctantly tossed it into the waters of Dublin Bay.

As he walked along the coast road, he smiled, pushed the hood off his head and made a call.

“You tell our friends, it’s done.”

Top Reviews
Horses and drugs
I started reading this book with the intention of completing it over two weeks. Instead, I read it in two days! The horse industry is something I know little about despite living in a 'horse-country', and drugs even less. Combining both in the same story was both informative and thrilling. Hopefully, a follow up book is on the way... ~ John Alfred, Amazon

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An excellent read - hard to believe it's the author's first novel. It's clear the author has either done a great deal of research about the horse training industry or - more likely - has worked in it. Either way, it provides a tangible foundation for, and adds a verisimilitude to, a rollocking international thriller with a delightful Irish flavour woven through it. This is more than just Dick Francis for a new generation. Whilst it's clear, like Francis, the author is no stranger to horse-flesh, E.H. Ward is carving out a unique niche in the thriller genre that will have a universal appeal. Most excellent and highly recommended. ~ Michael Synnott, Amazon

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Enjoyable read
I really enjoyed reading this book. I had lively storyline and kept wanting to continue reading.definitely. one to recommend. looking forward to his next book. ~ Trevor, Amazon

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An absolutely brilliant read, couldn't put it down! A fantastic present. ~ Claire Taylor, Amazon

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Mafia & horses from a new author : excellent read!!
A very good book with a mix of mafia and horses business . Could't stop reading it once i got into it !! Highly recommended !!! ~ Mathieu Legars, Amazon

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Great Thriller
This is a great read, a really engaging plot, right down to the gotcha at the end. Shades of Dick Francis meets Jason Bourne and Tony Soprano. Can't wait for the next instalment! ~ Eileen D, Amazon

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Just finished A Sure Thing. Thoroughly enjoyable read. Held my attention to the end. Very well written and up there with all the Dick Francis, John Francome books I have read. If you like crime and "horsey" books - this is for you. Great to find a new writer. Looking forward to his next book! ~ H. Lonergan, Amazon UK

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A Good Thing
A realistic racing/breeding novel with non of the factual inaccuracies you sometimes get in this type of book. The young ‘hero’ Oliver is very believable as the young agent who wants to get on and is prepared to overlook the morality of those that are funding him. ~ SD Newmarket, Amazon UK

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Edgy, with lots of plot twists!
this is a great read. I sat on the edge of my seat wondering what was going to happen next to our beleaguered hero and heroine. A definite must read! ~ Belinda Wilson, Amazon

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Holy macaroni! A Sure Thing hits the mark on so many levels . . . Emotions are sharp throughout this story . . . A Sure Thing is sure to grip any thriller enthusiast by the pants and hold him, or her, in the chair until this book is well-read. Anyone who loves Dick Francis' horseracing thrillers, and anyone who's a Mario Puza fan, will certainly find much joy with A Sure Thing. To put it succinctly, A Sure Thing is a sure thing if you're looking for a great thrill-ride of a read! ~ Heart of Fiction



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