LOOK! "The Adored," by TR Connolly. This is what is going on in America today

NEW YORK - May 14, 2015 - PRLog -- -The rich, particularly bankers and Wall Street, rob us blind and get away with it.

-Some women can't forget their dead loves; some women can't forget their living loves - and they do something about it.

-A black man is killed by a police officer; seven years later the same cop that shot him is framing his son for murder.

-Loyalty is betrayed by friends of a lifetime; loyalty to the undeserving is a travesty.
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"The Adored," by TR Connolly - now available at all e-book sites and in paperback at Amazon.com

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A brotherhood formed when seven boys, each an only child from a rich family, entered pre-school. Now in their mid-twenties and wealthy beyond the 1%, their bonds are fraying. Val McGuire is a brilliant Wall Street analyst with an X-rated mouth who penetrated the circle of seven “brothers” and intended to marry Edward Wheelwright. But Wheelwright became aware of a terrible family secret from his father, Mark, and cannot face Val again. In addition, Mark Wheelwright has lost the family fortune in the great recession and Edward is determined to make it back. Sebastian Ball, is the son of a Greenwich hedge fund billionaire. He has trouble with boundaries, especially when it comes to Santa Alba, a top fashion designer, who is dating Edward Wheelwright. His friend and brother, Gideon Bridge, a gay man, tries to offer advice to Ball only to have Santa Alba, the beauty queen of Coamo, come on to Gideon. He is a man of principles whose values are also being challenged. Wheelwright and his brother Kish Moira run the Brunswick Fund, started by the boys as a vehicle to insure they remain lifelong friends; now Wheelwright sees the fund as a vehicle to regain the family fortune. Wheelwright receives a stock tip that can change everything financially, until he learns the information is from an inside source.

As Winston Trout’s wedding day nears, six of the seven brothers celebrate Winston’s bachelor party in San Juan. Navy Seal Traynor Johnson meets and falls in love with Silvana DeLuna, Santa Alba’s best friend. Silvana has found love again at last, only to learn later that Tray has gone missing on a combat mission in Pakistan. It is Parker Barnes with a troubled, rehabbed past, who stumbles into a criminal partnership with one of his father’s vendors, a cement manufacturer from Brazil named Chunk DeLuna. DeLuna is a drug kingpin in Latin America, using the cement business as a front to expand an enterprise he runs ruthlessly.

Curtis Strong, Sr., a black man, is shot and killed by a white police officer in a Stamford pool hall. Six years later the man’s teenage son, Curtis Strong, Jr. is charged with the murder of a Latino drug dealer. He is convicted and sentenced to twenty five years to life in prison. It is a crime he is innocent of, and while he believes he knows the real killer, he remains silent out of a sense of loyalty. The corrupt police sergeant, John Walsh, the man who shot his father, manufactured evidence that sent Strong to prison. While the police aggressively prosecute Strong the real killer roams free. It will ultimately be up to Lieutenant Vito Boriello, a prodigious bellied, instinctively skilled detective who is one month from retirement, to sort out the innocent from the guilty.

On the day of Winston Trout’s wedding all hell erupts in jail break at Stamford Police Hq. while Winston waits at the altar for his six brothers who are to be his best men. The world the seven brothers inhabit is an ethical nightmare; the financial marketplace is a casino, insider trading is everywhere, and no one is immune. Drug use is a Trojan horse undermining the spirit and health of New York, Stamford, and Greenwich. When murder occurs, the guilty go free and the innocent are imprisoned; enabled by corrupt police officers. The rich are no different from you and me, despite what F. Scott Fitzgerald was supposed to have said to the contrary.