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Peter Mars is a thirty year veteran of law enforcement.
He is a native of Brookline, Massachusetts. His
undergraduate studies in criminal justice and police
science were accomplished at Northeastern
University. He has a masters degree in public
administration from Columbia and recently completed
his doctorate in sociology with a focus on
incarceration and recidivism at that same institution.
He was a Boston area policeman for twelve years,
serving several years with the Yarmouth Police
Department on Cape Cod before moving to Maine
where he continued in police work as Chief of
Administrative Services for the Kennebec County
Sheriff's Office.
In 1997 he took an early retirement from full time law
enforcement in order to write of his experiences in law
enforcement, some of which have culminated in the
most unusual results in recent times. He remains
active in police work with the Franklin County Sheriff's
Office in Maine.
His first book, The Tunnel, is a true crime story
dealing with two rogue cops bent on cleaning up the
drug dealers in their district and the unorthodox
method they used to make those people disappear
from the streets.
His second book, A Taste for Money, confronts the
issue of police corruption with the true story of a cop
turned criminal.
His third book, The Key, looks at what can take place
when bad things happen to a good cop. It also
exposes the corruption that takes place in some of
our penal institutions.
A fourth book, The Best Suit in Town, is the history of
a generation of cops from Mansfield, Ohio. It centers
on a time of transition from the old ways of doing
things to the modern era. It was co-written with John
Butler, former Chief of Police of Mansfield and creator
of the Sanibel Island, Florida Police Department.
He is a native of Brookline, Massachusetts. His
undergraduate studies in criminal justice and police
science were accomplished at Northeastern
University. He has a masters degree in public
administration from Columbia and recently completed
his doctorate in sociology with a focus on
incarceration and recidivism at that same institution.
He was a Boston area policeman for twelve years,
serving several years with the Yarmouth Police
Department on Cape Cod before moving to Maine
where he continued in police work as Chief of
Administrative Services for the Kennebec County
Sheriff's Office.
In 1997 he took an early retirement from full time law
enforcement in order to write of his experiences in law
enforcement, some of which have culminated in the
most unusual results in recent times. He remains
active in police work with the Franklin County Sheriff's
Office in Maine.
His first book, The Tunnel, is a true crime story
dealing with two rogue cops bent on cleaning up the
drug dealers in their district and the unorthodox
method they used to make those people disappear
from the streets.
His second book, A Taste for Money, confronts the
issue of police corruption with the true story of a cop
turned criminal.
His third book, The Key, looks at what can take place
when bad things happen to a good cop. It also
exposes the corruption that takes place in some of
our penal institutions.
A fourth book, The Best Suit in Town, is the history of
a generation of cops from Mansfield, Ohio. It centers
on a time of transition from the old ways of doing
things to the modern era. It was co-written with John
Butler, former Chief of Police of Mansfield and creator
of the Sanibel Island, Florida Police Department.
Held back by political correctness, the United States
could not respond in like manner to the atrocities
perpetrated by the Al Qaida on innocent Americans
following the attack on the World Trade Center on
September 11, 2001. As a country concerned for
human rights, Americans hesitated to use methods of
torture to provoke the followers of Osama Bin Laden
or Saddam Hussein for answers as to the location of
weapons of mass destruction designed to kill those
who did not agree with a minority of religious fanatics
and their interpretation of the Muslim religion:
locations the CIA had seen in the imagery transmitted
by satellite to their covert monitoring stations in the
United States. America refused to put physical
pressure onto captured enemies, stating that such
tactics were beyond reasonable means by reasonable
people. Cruel and unusual punishment went against
the Constitution of the United States, Instead, it was
deemed proper and workable to back off from a
continued confrontation with the enemy and to explore
dialogue as a better program to settle the differences
between these two factions. How inept an idea: how
stupid a philosophy. The followers of Mohammed,
according to Iraq’s Minister of Information, Mohammed
Saeed a-Sahaf, understand only one thing –
“eliminating by death those who are not believers in
the Koran.”
Only one group of people dared to combat this twisted
way of life. A group that had worked for the CIA for a
number of years and who recruited candidates that
had shown promise in standing up for the rights of the
majority of Americans. This was a rogue group who
operated on the edge of the law, who held secret their
activities even as the new Homeland Security was
being formed as the umbrella over all agencies
ordained to protect the United States. The members
of Strike Force Alpha performed clandestine actions
under the noses of those in Homeland Security as well
as those in the Federal Government Administration
who were sensitive to public opinion. No one except
for Strike Force Alpha would ever know the extent to
which these dedicated people would defend the
United States by unorthodox methods.
Alternative Measures by Peter Mars opens the door
into a world unknown to most civilians, a secret
underworld with deep-rooted connections in Maine,
where the seemingly most innocuous residents are
responsible for some of the most potent activities for
guaranteeing the security of this country. Written as a
fictional account to protect his sources, you will
wonder where the truth ends and the story begins.
could not respond in like manner to the atrocities
perpetrated by the Al Qaida on innocent Americans
following the attack on the World Trade Center on
September 11, 2001. As a country concerned for
human rights, Americans hesitated to use methods of
torture to provoke the followers of Osama Bin Laden
or Saddam Hussein for answers as to the location of
weapons of mass destruction designed to kill those
who did not agree with a minority of religious fanatics
and their interpretation of the Muslim religion:
locations the CIA had seen in the imagery transmitted
by satellite to their covert monitoring stations in the
United States. America refused to put physical
pressure onto captured enemies, stating that such
tactics were beyond reasonable means by reasonable
people. Cruel and unusual punishment went against
the Constitution of the United States, Instead, it was
deemed proper and workable to back off from a
continued confrontation with the enemy and to explore
dialogue as a better program to settle the differences
between these two factions. How inept an idea: how
stupid a philosophy. The followers of Mohammed,
according to Iraq’s Minister of Information, Mohammed
Saeed a-Sahaf, understand only one thing –
“eliminating by death those who are not believers in
the Koran.”
Only one group of people dared to combat this twisted
way of life. A group that had worked for the CIA for a
number of years and who recruited candidates that
had shown promise in standing up for the rights of the
majority of Americans. This was a rogue group who
operated on the edge of the law, who held secret their
activities even as the new Homeland Security was
being formed as the umbrella over all agencies
ordained to protect the United States. The members
of Strike Force Alpha performed clandestine actions
under the noses of those in Homeland Security as well
as those in the Federal Government Administration
who were sensitive to public opinion. No one except
for Strike Force Alpha would ever know the extent to
which these dedicated people would defend the
United States by unorthodox methods.
Alternative Measures by Peter Mars opens the door
into a world unknown to most civilians, a secret
underworld with deep-rooted connections in Maine,
where the seemingly most innocuous residents are
responsible for some of the most potent activities for
guaranteeing the security of this country. Written as a
fictional account to protect his sources, you will
wonder where the truth ends and the story begins.
A repulsive scandal, coming to light over the last two
years, has rocked the Catholic Church, making every
priest suspect. This was something horrific because it
involved clergy at all levels of ecclesiastical hierarchy.
Not one echelon, save that of the Pope, was
untouched. The church was shaken to its very
foundation.
Thankfully, intelligent people know that there are
good individuals in every profession – not perfect, but
good. The Reverend Father Michael Hennessey was
such a man. His sin came not in the form of pedophilia
or molestation; rather, his developed from the
unforeseen phenomenon of falling in love with a
married woman in his congregation. The problem was
compounded by the fact that as a celibate priest,
could the confession of an illicit love affair remove
guilt and restore sanctity? Or, would he be destined
for punishment, leading him to the brink of self-
destruction, as ordained by a demanding, righteous,
and jealous God?
Theresa Primavera had been the recipient of years of
physical and emotional abuse from an older,
uncompromising husband. On more than one
occasion, Anthony had been arrested by acts of
violence on other people and had run across Father
Hennessey, not in the church his wife attended, but in
the priest’s role as a chaplain for the Boston Police
Department. Suspecting a liaison between his wife
and the priest, he stalked her and later confronted
her with his evidence. As a result, he would guarantee
that the priest would not continue to be a part of her
life.
The Chaplain is the true story of one’s man struggle
with God.
years, has rocked the Catholic Church, making every
priest suspect. This was something horrific because it
involved clergy at all levels of ecclesiastical hierarchy.
Not one echelon, save that of the Pope, was
untouched. The church was shaken to its very
foundation.
Thankfully, intelligent people know that there are
good individuals in every profession – not perfect, but
good. The Reverend Father Michael Hennessey was
such a man. His sin came not in the form of pedophilia
or molestation; rather, his developed from the
unforeseen phenomenon of falling in love with a
married woman in his congregation. The problem was
compounded by the fact that as a celibate priest,
could the confession of an illicit love affair remove
guilt and restore sanctity? Or, would he be destined
for punishment, leading him to the brink of self-
destruction, as ordained by a demanding, righteous,
and jealous God?
Theresa Primavera had been the recipient of years of
physical and emotional abuse from an older,
uncompromising husband. On more than one
occasion, Anthony had been arrested by acts of
violence on other people and had run across Father
Hennessey, not in the church his wife attended, but in
the priest’s role as a chaplain for the Boston Police
Department. Suspecting a liaison between his wife
and the priest, he stalked her and later confronted
her with his evidence. As a result, he would guarantee
that the priest would not continue to be a part of her
life.
The Chaplain is the true story of one’s man struggle
with God.
Boston, as in every other city, is permeated with illegal
drug activity. Cops do their best to battle the influence
drug dealers hold over users of every age and station
in life. Some of those who are charged with upholding
the law have succumbed to the temptation produced
by drug money and have closed their eyes to local
activities. Others have taken their charge as a mission
to eliminate this unlawful business and have become
judge, jury and executioner to those who are helping
to destroy society. This is the story of one such cop.
Frank Conley, during a routine fire investigation of a
burned-out drug laboratory, discovers a bag filled with
money. No one is aware of its existence as the drug
manufacturers died when the laboratory exploded and
burned. He now has several choices: keep the money
for himself and split it with his partner whom he needs
in order to get it away from the crime scene, or use
the money against those who took it in trade for their
illegally created goods. Frank is a man who believes
in his job as a purpose to make the world a better
place in which to live. Always thinking of ways to help
people, he has kept his eyes open for opportunities to
accomplish that goal.
Some months before this windfall of cash, he found,
during an arrest, an abandoned section of the original
subway system under the streets of Boston. When
faced with the immediate decision of what to do with
the money, he concocted an unusual idea utilizing the
subway as a tunnel to remove from his district some of
the drug kings who were increasing in number and
plaguing his territory.
Working together with the few men he could trust in
his division of the Boston Police Department, and a
consequence of fate, he manages to draw a
drug-maker into an abandoned tenement house
above the tunnel. From this beginning, Frank is able
to weave his activities as a street cop into his focus of
ridding the city of a few bad men. How he does this,
where he takes them, and how his plan results in an
unexpected twist is the central theme of the book,
which is surrounded by other actual, true stories.
drug activity. Cops do their best to battle the influence
drug dealers hold over users of every age and station
in life. Some of those who are charged with upholding
the law have succumbed to the temptation produced
by drug money and have closed their eyes to local
activities. Others have taken their charge as a mission
to eliminate this unlawful business and have become
judge, jury and executioner to those who are helping
to destroy society. This is the story of one such cop.
Frank Conley, during a routine fire investigation of a
burned-out drug laboratory, discovers a bag filled with
money. No one is aware of its existence as the drug
manufacturers died when the laboratory exploded and
burned. He now has several choices: keep the money
for himself and split it with his partner whom he needs
in order to get it away from the crime scene, or use
the money against those who took it in trade for their
illegally created goods. Frank is a man who believes
in his job as a purpose to make the world a better
place in which to live. Always thinking of ways to help
people, he has kept his eyes open for opportunities to
accomplish that goal.
Some months before this windfall of cash, he found,
during an arrest, an abandoned section of the original
subway system under the streets of Boston. When
faced with the immediate decision of what to do with
the money, he concocted an unusual idea utilizing the
subway as a tunnel to remove from his district some of
the drug kings who were increasing in number and
plaguing his territory.
Working together with the few men he could trust in
his division of the Boston Police Department, and a
consequence of fate, he manages to draw a
drug-maker into an abandoned tenement house
above the tunnel. From this beginning, Frank is able
to weave his activities as a street cop into his focus of
ridding the city of a few bad men. How he does this,
where he takes them, and how his plan results in an
unexpected twist is the central theme of the book,
which is surrounded by other actual, true stories.
Six shots fired from a .357 magnum disrupted the
quiet solitude of Maine's Belgrade Lakes Great Pond.
All fired at close range, the bullets had done their job.
Terrence Maloney was dead. The one-time
newspaper reporter would now become the subject of
a news story instead of its author. And the story would
expose secrets, which not only explain why his wife of
fifteen years killed him, but also his link to a massive
drug trade in which his partner was a Boston cop.
Drugs and guns are a deadly combination when
greed creates a desire, which demands satisfaction...
a desire fueled by a taste for money.
Peter Mars again enters the world of rogue cops
telling a story that the Boston Police do not want you
to know. After all, no police agency wants its good
reputation tarnished. From his thirty years in law
enforcement, Mars brings to the surface the
corruption and criminal activity usually kept hidden
from the public. And the pristine woods of Maine make
an ideal hiding place for two men also wanting to keep
their illicit business a secret.
A Taste for Money delves into the background and
lives of men bent on using their positions of respect
and power as a means to by-pass the law while
satisfying their hunger for monetary wealth. Early
experiences at Old Orchard Beach may have
contributed to the reasons why a dedicated cop
became no better than the criminals he had arrested.
Joseph O'Fallon had been a respected Boston Police
detective until a twist of fate changed his way of
thinking. He often retreated to Old Orchard Beach,
staying at the same motel he had come to as a
youngster, in order to come to terms with the events
that took place in his life. But nothing could release
the grip by which his taste for money grasped him.
quiet solitude of Maine's Belgrade Lakes Great Pond.
All fired at close range, the bullets had done their job.
Terrence Maloney was dead. The one-time
newspaper reporter would now become the subject of
a news story instead of its author. And the story would
expose secrets, which not only explain why his wife of
fifteen years killed him, but also his link to a massive
drug trade in which his partner was a Boston cop.
Drugs and guns are a deadly combination when
greed creates a desire, which demands satisfaction...
a desire fueled by a taste for money.
Peter Mars again enters the world of rogue cops
telling a story that the Boston Police do not want you
to know. After all, no police agency wants its good
reputation tarnished. From his thirty years in law
enforcement, Mars brings to the surface the
corruption and criminal activity usually kept hidden
from the public. And the pristine woods of Maine make
an ideal hiding place for two men also wanting to keep
their illicit business a secret.
A Taste for Money delves into the background and
lives of men bent on using their positions of respect
and power as a means to by-pass the law while
satisfying their hunger for monetary wealth. Early
experiences at Old Orchard Beach may have
contributed to the reasons why a dedicated cop
became no better than the criminals he had arrested.
Joseph O'Fallon had been a respected Boston Police
detective until a twist of fate changed his way of
thinking. He often retreated to Old Orchard Beach,
staying at the same motel he had come to as a
youngster, in order to come to terms with the events
that took place in his life. But nothing could release
the grip by which his taste for money grasped him.
Ed Fitzgerald was a good cop. He served the City of
Arlington, Massachusetts for more than just a few
years. He was dedicated to his profession until the
laws he upheld treated him unfairly following an injury
on the job. He vowed to get back at the system that
did not work for him and which cost him his livelihood.
Devising a foolproof plan, he goes to work for an
armored car company and rips them off for two million
dollars and disappears. When he is finally caught, the
money has vanished and Ed becomes as silent as a
monk. For his crime he gets twenty years in a state
penitentiary in New York because he cannot serve
time in a Massachusetts prison where there are
criminals he had arrested during his tenure as a cop.
Ed figures that with time off for good behavior he can
be out in eight years. The one problem with Ed's plan
is that there are several people in the jail including a
retiring, corrupt, warden who know he has the money.
Not playing ball with the warden can guarantee he will
remain incarcerated and be lost in the system. There
are two problems with the warden's plan. First, Ed has
maintained his silence every time anyone has
approached him about the missing money. And,
second, due to an unforeseen riot at the prison, Ed is
killed -- the first of a number of fatal misfortunes. Now
the question is, will the money ever be found? If so, by
whom? Only one person has a clue, but which one? Is
it Fitzgerald's cellmate? Or, perhaps the prison
warden who has been skimming jail funds for years?
Or, maybe his only friend outside of prison? Or,
possibly the prison guard assigned to watch over
him? Or, how about the new prison warden who had
been keeping close tabs on him? Or, has nature
destroyed whatever there once was?
In a story based upon actual events, the surprising
twists and turns in this mystery thriller will take the
reader on a wild ride from Massachusetts to New York
to the center of the action in the Greek community of
Tarpon Springs, Florida, and finally to the Cayman
Islands. Those who are familiar with Arlington, Attica,
Tarpon Springs, Anclote Cay and Grand Cayman will
immediately recognize many of the areas included in
this book as Mars is a stickler for detail. But will they
be able to determine its unexpected conclusion
without looking at the last chapter?
Arlington, Massachusetts for more than just a few
years. He was dedicated to his profession until the
laws he upheld treated him unfairly following an injury
on the job. He vowed to get back at the system that
did not work for him and which cost him his livelihood.
Devising a foolproof plan, he goes to work for an
armored car company and rips them off for two million
dollars and disappears. When he is finally caught, the
money has vanished and Ed becomes as silent as a
monk. For his crime he gets twenty years in a state
penitentiary in New York because he cannot serve
time in a Massachusetts prison where there are
criminals he had arrested during his tenure as a cop.
Ed figures that with time off for good behavior he can
be out in eight years. The one problem with Ed's plan
is that there are several people in the jail including a
retiring, corrupt, warden who know he has the money.
Not playing ball with the warden can guarantee he will
remain incarcerated and be lost in the system. There
are two problems with the warden's plan. First, Ed has
maintained his silence every time anyone has
approached him about the missing money. And,
second, due to an unforeseen riot at the prison, Ed is
killed -- the first of a number of fatal misfortunes. Now
the question is, will the money ever be found? If so, by
whom? Only one person has a clue, but which one? Is
it Fitzgerald's cellmate? Or, perhaps the prison
warden who has been skimming jail funds for years?
Or, maybe his only friend outside of prison? Or,
possibly the prison guard assigned to watch over
him? Or, how about the new prison warden who had
been keeping close tabs on him? Or, has nature
destroyed whatever there once was?
In a story based upon actual events, the surprising
twists and turns in this mystery thriller will take the
reader on a wild ride from Massachusetts to New York
to the center of the action in the Greek community of
Tarpon Springs, Florida, and finally to the Cayman
Islands. Those who are familiar with Arlington, Attica,
Tarpon Springs, Anclote Cay and Grand Cayman will
immediately recognize many of the areas included in
this book as Mars is a stickler for detail. But will they
be able to determine its unexpected conclusion
without looking at the last chapter?
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Peter Mars
Peter Mars