When Zeph, the adventurous son of a millionaire hid in the cargo hold of the Learjet carrying his brother Zander to camp he had no idea there was anything dark or ominous going on. That was until he watched Zander ejected from the plane onto a barren arctic island and Zeph, trapped in the cargo hold, found himself headed for South America. Will Zeph be able to uncover and expose the truth behind Digitus, the world’s dominant corporation or will they succeed in their sinister plan to control his brother and destroy the world?
I have begun to read this book myself and I can tell you it is gripping! To give you a sense of what you can expect, the author has allowed for a very special sneak peak! She has chosen some excerpts to share with you:
Transfixed in place, Zeph watched as four teenagers shot out into space and then one more time the door in the ceiling opened. He recognized his brother Zander as the airplane seat came through the opening and then propelled out into the blue and white sky. Whoa, how crazy is that? The Fantastic Four and my older brother just shot out of a perfectly good Learjet. In shock, Zeph stood staring numbly at the floor of the tube. Wait! That’s not normal! He slammed his hands against the tube and then froze in place; his mind whirled in panic. What kind of crazy camp was this? He understood survival camps, but this was nuts.
His heart thumped madly in his chest, pumping blood to his throbbing head. I have to do something! He forced himself to think. Those seats had to have parachutes. Obviously they weren’t killing those kids… were they?
A blood curdling scream ripped through the air. Jackson was on his feet and out of the cave before the rest of them had time to look up. Zander followed Lana; with Quinton right behind. They tore off up the snow bank. Jackson crested the rock outcropping and disappeared behind it. Zander felt his feet pounding beneath him, slipping and sliding on the ice. He left Quinton behind and passed Lana swiftly. In the distance he saw Google backing away from a large white bulk.
“Hold on to each other,” he screamed at Google and Lana. Pointing and motioning for them to wrap their arms around each other, he then pointed to Quinton and Zander, who both lay on the bottom of the boat, unconscious. “Hold onto them! Keep your feet pressed against the walls. If we get tossed out, it’s over.” His muscles were quivering from the tension of pressing his arms and legs against the walls of the boat, but he knew if he relaxed the next wave would devour them and send them to an icy death. Sheets of rain pelted against his back. It wasn’t rain so much as buckets of water tossed at them by angry gods. Blackness threatened to consume him. He had to hold on. He had no experience or knowledge of the sea. He had no clue how long this could last. All he knew was that if he passed out, they were all dead. The girls didn’t have the strength to keep themselves inside this retched boat.
Bushy Brows, the man they called Klaus, looked up at the computer team. “Switch to live streaming on the Arctic Ocean, please.”
“The last team has experienced several setbacks. They have been traveling southwest in what appears to be a life raft cut out of a large chunk of ice.” The overhead voice continued in a monotone as the screen displayed a small boat bobbing up and down in the black water. Zeph counted five bodies in the bottom of the boat. Four of them huddled around a fifth body that was laying still. Too still.
“Very creative. We’ve never had a group try escape by water before.”
“Yes. The leader has slipped into unconsciousness probably from shock or infection from the wounds inflected by the bear. They also got tossed around by a mild storm for awhile, but they managed to pull through it. There is a vessel on its way to intercept the life raft.”
“Should be any time now.”
“Have we been in contact with the leadership in Russia?”
“We’ve had communications. They should have had time to alert the submarine about protocol by now.”
“Is the Miller boy going to make it?”
“Hard to say at this time.”
The Miller boy, the Miller boy? That was Zander! Why are they talking about him like he was a dry goods shipment? Zeph squinted to get a better look at the people down in front.
“Be a shame to lose that one,” the silver haired man stated.
“Right, we’ve invested a lot of money in him,” the female agreed.
They turned to gaze at the ocean once more. The sound of the rolling waves settled around them.
“Isn’t this breathtaking?” She leaned into Zander. “I honestly thought we were going to die on that island.”
“There were times I wanted you to die on that island.” Zander grinned.
“Yeah, I was a beast, wasn’t I?” She batted her lashes and ran a fingernail along his neck.
Zeph rolled his eyes. The world is being taken over by madmen and these two are out here auditioning for a soap opera.
Zander cupped her face in his hands.
“What was that?” she asked. “I heard something.”
“I didn’t hear anything.” Zander leaned down.
“That! Zander, I think there’s someone watching.”
“You scared I’m gunna take a bite outta ya? Too many vampire movies, Lana.” Zander pulled her closer.
“Zander!” Zeph hissed.
Zander stopped and looked over. Zeph waved a palm frond.
“Lana, stay here.” Zander walked forcefully. “Quinton, if that’s you, I’m going to rip you apart.”
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- Heidi Nicole Bird