Fontella Jones and the Children of the Porn

Fontella Jones: portrait of a black female cop in flux. Caught in the hot, sweaty grip of a dimension between apathy and anarchy, she has taken a stand as a thinking human being in a place where prejudices can kill and a closed mind can destroy. Where her searches on long, silent nights . . . for faith, strength, and truth . . . drag her through the sewers of the less positive pursuits of man: human slaughter, torture, misery, and anguish. Justice is her only obsession. The pity of it is . . . it’s a world too real. Enter the Fontella Jones Chronicles at your own risk.
Telly's a no-nonsense black woman? Did you ever meet one? A real one? They don’t suffer fools gladly. There’s no black and white in their world; there’s no shades of gray; there’s only good and bad. That makes them politically incorrect from any direction you come from. There’s no tact; no diplomacy; no spin. They see it like it is and tell it like it is, because they live it like it is. They’re dangerous. That’s Telly. Telly’s a loose cannon; a rogue cop working the meanest streets in the nation, who gets unconditional love from a bottle of Wild Turkey and two Warthog .45’s, she calls her little piglets, that dispense justice − Jone’s style. Free your mind, hold on, and ride-along with Telly. Start with The Fruitless Womb, then The Kiss of the Harlequin, and Children of the Porn.