Friday, June 19, 2015

Coming soon: Deadly Betrayal

The next book in the Embarkment 2577 series will be ready in not too long. All the other books are novellas, but this one turned out to be much longer. It will be called Deadly Betrayal and should be released some time during fall. The story is done, but it still needs editing and proof reading.

If you've followed our heroine Alex, you know the last few years have been rough on her. This book doesn't make her life easier. It will start something like this:

The large ship ahead looked festive.
Space was so dark, and the Bell glittered like a diamond with her lit up windows.
I still didn’t want to go. Too much happened to us there, and the past few weeks of shore leave with my husband had been the best in my life.
Adam lifted his hands from the control and let our shuttle coast. He had an eerie ability to read my moods.
“Are you okay?”
I sighed. “Do we have to go?”
“I do. You don’t. Or, well, we can run away if you want. Find some planet out of the way where they won’t think to look for me.”
Good points. Leaving the space-navy or boy scouts or whatever they were would be frowned upon. Not returning when called for would probably get him court marshaled.
I wasn’t sure what such a thing would entail, but nothing good would come of it.
He smiled, clearly trying to cheer me up. “Don’t you want to get back to work?”
“What work?”
Adam’s voice was the epitome of patience. “If my memory serves me right, which it does since I’m an android, my wife is the utmost expert on the history of the late 20th century to early 21st century.”
“Oh, that.”
Hardly an impressive accomplishment since I was born in the late 20th century. Recognizing gadgets, describing languages, politics, and other aspects of society was easy since I lived there for most of my life. Adam helped. He had been in 2014 for six months, and as he just pointed out, his memory was perfect.
He looked amused. “You might not consider it a big deal, but imagine if you were to run into a person from ancient Egypt. Wouldn’t you be curious?”
Valid point. I was a walking and talking artifact to the people of the 26th century. Without Adam’s protection I’d be their favorite toy to poke and prod. They gave it a good shot, and he had to marry me to keep them from taking me.
Work aside, the Bell held our friends.
“So, what do you want me to do?” Adam’s voice shook me out of my thoughts. If I told him to turn the shuttle around he would, no matter the long-term consequences to himself. 
I couldn’t let him do that. “Full speed ahead, Commander. Take us home.”

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