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Meet Brett Cimino, a 25 year Rhode Island plumbing and heating contractor, who In December of 2012 was faced with a neck surgery which forced him to step away from his business and customers for what ended up being two years. In that time he wrote his first novel exhale with intent on his apple I phone 4. Yes a 68,000 word crime mystery that takes place in his home State of Rhode Island wearing a California neck collar on his phone in the notes app. “Pretty incredible.” Due to injuries after his surgery Brett had to make the decision to shut down his plumbing business full-time and take a less physical job in sales. He is presently working on the prequel that will start this as a series, and continue his new found love that he discovered while dealing with a true hardship in his life. Exhale with intent, can be purchased on amazon and in Barrington books retold cranston. the crime mystery has five stars on amazon and great reviews. Thank you for all your support!

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Exhale With Intent

When young police detective Elliot Frantallo stumbles upon a gruesome murder on the South Side of Providence with his partner Sean Kelley, his life changes immediately. The twisted investigation has Elliot working overtime and growing eyes in the back of his head. There are few clues for the detectives, but Elliot’s deep military roots and sharp intuition have him using his combat skills to chase down a brilliant Vietnam sniper.

When Elliot gets a call that his fiancé has been shot, he throws away the rule book. As he digs deeper, he finds more clues and more people involved directly and indirectly in not only the first murders, but more to come. His strong visual connection to details and his inner voice start telling him that maybe some of the people he’s closest to could be connected to the talented and dangerous vigilante who is taking apart drug lord Eddie Gomez’s crew, piece by piece.

Between the nonstop everyday craziness on the streets, and the dreams, emotional flashbacks, years of sadness, passion, love, and loyalty, there is never a dull moment for hero or villain in the small but vibrant city of Providence.

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From Amazon.com: I can't believe that this is the author's first book. It was an incredible read that I finished in a little over a day. I couldn't put it down. The main character was so real I felt like I knew him by the end of the book. Loved the action (especially the car chase scenes through Providence).I am going to have a very hard time waiting for the next book to come out.

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This is one of the best reads I've ever had!! Two nights and couldn't put it down.. I've never been to Providence but I feel like I've seen every building in that city. Can't believe this is author Cimino's first novel. Take a bow Sir. You did well...

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I can't believe that this is the author's first book. It was an incredible read that I finished in a little over a day. I couldn't put it down. The main character was so real I felt like I knew him by the end of the book. Loved the action (especially the car chase scenes through Providence).I am going to have a very hard time waiting for the next book to come out.

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What a great book. I read it in a day and could not put it down!

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Fantastic. Such a natural knack for pulling in the reader. Looking forward to buying it when it is available!

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A Quick Peak Into The First Few Chapters of "Exhale With Intent"

We release Chapter 1 & 2 on Facebook and the response was so great we decided to put the book out with no further delay.
  • Chapter 1

    Part 1

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    Chapter 1 Part 1

    Afghanistan—September 2005

    I look out the dusty window of the gun truck I have been living out of for the past few months and think about my guys, who are getting blown to shit. I, too, have had a pocketful of close calls that keep me up most nights, along with some of the shit that I’ve had to push down my gullet. The lifeless bodies stacked up in my mind drive me crazy if I think about them for too long.

    The brakes squeal, crying out their abrupt stop, and yank me from my thoughts. The short, camouflaged convoy parks in front of the address that’s on the wanted poster for today. Marco, a ranking officer, got a last-minute tip from a two-bit informant who gave up this location for homegrown IEDs.

  • Chapter 1

    Part 2

    Tips like these can sometimes backfire, but usually pan out to be fairly solid. Our group has been chosen to check this location and use whatever force we need, and if deemed necessary, take them out.

    I watch my guys, parked in front of us, step out of the three-ton turtleback and look around the desert. It’s like any other day, a monotonous, scorching, drab, tan colored dust bowl. I glance at the new guys riding with our infantry team this week. These guys have only been in-country about a month, but are assisting us today not only to accompany our group and keep a watch out, but also to recruit some young talent. In two months, it will be my tenth year in the Corps, and my seventh with special ops.

    We have snipers watching this mission because of the large number of IED fatalities. They’re set up in a building southeast of us. It’s more like half of a building, thanks to the bombing that took place last week.

  • Chapter 1

    Part 3

    They sit roughly a thousand meters away doing what they do best: being invisible.

    The disheveled property that is today’s target is surrounded by a wall with a gate that’s twisted and smashed, but locked up tight. I gaze around at what’s left of a small commuter bus that’s flipped on its side, along with the charred skeletons of scattered cars. Jackson, our radio man, wipes a heavy bead of sweat from his brow and hops on the net to reach out to the sniper team for intel on whether this assignment is cool or hot. I adjust my Kevlar as we wait for a green light from our third eye before pushing past the point of no return. The sniper team responds back: zero activity since taking post late last night. However, Rick, a veteran sniper I trained under in sniper school, informs us there’s a large collection of propane tanks located on the right side of the building.

    These types of search missions are very difficult. We fight in backyards, among families and small children.

  • Chapter 1

    Part 4

    Al Qaeda has a funny way of sculpting themselves into backyard picnic-basket innocents, making it pretty much impossible to distinguish a local bystander from an enemy combatant. It’s a tough and dangerous situation when you don’t know who you’re fighting.

    “Sarge, Rick said you owe him a case of beer,” Jackson says with a smirk. I squeeze the bolt cutters against my chest and shear the lock in half before
    Jackson can put his radio away. “That old ass-in-the-grass will hold me to that case of beer till I die.” I kick open the gate and enter onto the property.

    It looks and smells like a dirty toilet bowl. I scan the premises and watch over my platoon, trying to put eyes on the situation and in the back of my head. The LP tanks Rick spotted are near a flimsy metal shed in the back of the building, built into the corner of the abutting property’s fence.

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Chapter 1

Part 1

Exhale With Intent Chapter 1 Part 1

Chapter 1 Part 1

Afghanistan—September 2005

I look out the dusty window of the gun truck I have been living out of for the past few months and think about my guys, who are getting blown to shit. I, too, have had a pocketful of close calls that keep me up most nights, along with some of the shit that I’ve had to push down my gullet. The lifeless bodies stacked up in my mind drive me crazy if I think about them for too long.

The brakes squeal, crying out their abrupt stop, and yank me from my thoughts. The short, camouflaged convoy parks in front of the address that’s on the wanted poster for today. Marco, a ranking officer, got a last-minute tip from a two-bit informant who gave up this location for homegrown IEDs.

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Chapter 1

Part 2

Tips like these can sometimes backfire, but usually pan out to be fairly solid. Our group has been chosen to check this location and use whatever force we need, and if deemed necessary, take them out.

I watch my guys, parked in front of us, step out of the three-ton turtleback and look around the desert. It’s like any other day, a monotonous, scorching, drab, tan colored dust bowl. I glance at the new guys riding with our infantry team this week. These guys have only been in-country about a month, but are assisting us today not only to accompany our group and keep a watch out, but also to recruit some young talent. In two months, it will be my tenth year in the Corps, and my seventh with special ops.

We have snipers watching this mission because of the large number of IED fatalities. They’re set up in a building southeast of us. It’s more like half of a building, thanks to the bombing that took place last week.

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Chapter 1

Part 3

They sit roughly a thousand meters away doing what they do best: being invisible.

The disheveled property that is today’s target is surrounded by a wall with a gate that’s twisted and smashed, but locked up tight. I gaze around at what’s left of a small commuter bus that’s flipped on its side, along with the charred skeletons of scattered cars. Jackson, our radio man, wipes a heavy bead of sweat from his brow and hops on the net to reach out to the sniper team for intel on whether this assignment is cool or hot. I adjust my Kevlar as we wait for a green light from our third eye before pushing past the point of no return. The sniper team responds back: zero activity since taking post late last night. However, Rick, a veteran sniper I trained under in sniper school, informs us there’s a large collection of propane tanks located on the right side of the building.

These types of search missions are very difficult. We fight in backyards, among families and small children.

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Chapter 1

Part 4

Al Qaeda has a funny way of sculpting themselves into backyard picnic-basket innocents, making it pretty much impossible to distinguish a local bystander from an enemy combatant. It’s a tough and dangerous situation when you don’t know who you’re fighting.

“Sarge, Rick said you owe him a case of beer,” Jackson says with a smirk. I squeeze the bolt cutters against my chest and shear the lock in half before
Jackson can put his radio away. “That old ass-in-the-grass will hold me to that case of beer till I die.” I kick open the gate and enter onto the property.

It looks and smells like a dirty toilet bowl. I scan the premises and watch over my platoon, trying to put eyes on the situation and in the back of my head. The LP tanks Rick spotted are near a flimsy metal shed in the back of the building, built into the corner of the abutting property’s fence.

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