Harold L. Turley II reveals the not-so-glamorous lifestyle of crime in this story of a Washington D.C. kingpin and a drug-addicted ex-detective who cross paths and change each other's lives forever.
There are two fates that come from indulging in a life of crime: death or incarceration. Nate Rodgers and Lionel Taylor are opposites in every way. While Nate has achieved dubious power and fame by pushing drugs on the streets, Lionel has fallen from honor as a police detective by giving in to the lure of drug abuse and losing his family in the process.
When these two men meet, they inspire each other to rise above their circumstances and grasp at redemption. Nate gains a new purpose in life - to try and escape his drug-selling lifestyle while saving those he has pushed down the path to addiction. At the same time, Lionel works to conquer his habit and regain the loved ones he's lost. Alone, they have no chance, but together they might muster the strength to overcome the consequences of their bad decisions.
Unvarnished and hard-hitting, Born Dying exposes the reality of drug addiction, telling the story from both sides - both user and pusher. Through the struggles, defeats, and victories, Born Dying is a story of hope, even in the darkest corner of life.
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