The Judas Contact
Boomers, Book One
Heather Long
Genre: sci-fi, adventure, romance * Publisher: All Romance eBooks
Date of Publication: August 1, 2016 * ISBN: 978-1-945193-01-9
Word Count: 62000 * Cover Artist: Erin Dameron Hill
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Book Description:
Hope may prove their most dangerous
threat.
Doctor
Ilsa Blaine
Codename:
Doc
Abilities:
Designs programmable bioware, enhanced understanding of brain chemistry
Mission:
Research, analyze and troubleshoot the team’s active microchips
On the cutting edge of
neuroscience, Ilsa is developing microchips that can be inserted into the brain
and deliver information. The applications are endless, but her current goal is
just to get dogs to return to their owners should they ‘become lost.’ When her
college roommate turns up asking for lunch, she’s hardly prepared for the chaos
that ensues or the revelation her chip changed the world, and the lives of five
heroes from the future. And now they need her help…
Garrett
Fox
Codename:
The Viper
Abilities:
toxins, poisons and assassination, he can kill with a touch
Mission:
Protect Ilsa Blaine
One of five desperate men sent back
in time to save the future, Garrett volunteers to be the doctor’s guinea pig as
she studies their neuro-chips. It’s not his first time being a lab rat. In
close quarters, the unthinkable happens—an attraction that could kill Ilsa.
Drawn together by science, and on the fast track to destiny, Ilsa and Garrett
must save his team from their chips before they can end them, and maybe Ilsa
can prove to Garrett he isn’t toxic to everything he touches…least of all her.
Heroes come in all shapes and
sizes. An alliance with the modern day Halo has given their leader a taste of
hope. For these five lonely soldiers, the single emotion may prove their most
dangerous threat.
Excerpt:
It took most of a
day to get the equipment. Fortunately, in the decades since they’d arrived, the
team had created stockpiles of weapons, technology, and safe houses. They came
from a time when vanishing off the streets into an underground network was the
only way to stay alive. They never forgot the habit, no matter how soft the
gentle insanity of the so-called modern world became. Garrett, especially,
stayed abreast of medical research and breakthroughs. Some nightmares a person
never forgot. Security collars and electronic tagging were just a step below
the “invisible fences” for pets.
“You don’t have to
do this, Garrett. Drake and Rex both volunteered to take your place.” Simon
came down to the main level of the warehouse to help him but, instead of
loading the van, he studied Garrett’s profile.
“It’s not a
problem. I’m the most logical choice. I’ve already developed a rapport with the
doctor.” He selected a crate of dried foods. Cooking wasn’t something he
enjoyed, but he could add water and heat with the best of them. He liked the
noodle cups. They actually reminded him of his childhood.
An oddly pleasant
sensation, rather than a painful memory, filled him with every serving.
“Walk me through
it again.” Simon let the argument go for the time being, but Garrett wasn’t
fooled by his mild tone or patient expression. The telepath may invade their
minds upon request, but he kept his own thoughts buttoned up tight.
“We have the
estate on the other end of Long Island. It’s extensive and heavily
fortified—she can work there. It’s late in the season for the normal tourists,
which will provide us with a quiet cover. Once we’re embedded, we’re going to
stay in lockdown. I can use an electronic jammer to block cell signals.
Depending on how long it takes the doc to finish her work, we’ll check in every
day.” The plan was hardly complicated.
“Closest
neighbors?”
“Over a thousand
yards. The location is a prime piece of real estate with its own beach. Motion
sensors will alert me to any arrivals. No one from the team will approach
without notifying me ahead of time. You do realize that this is hardly my first
picnic. “
“How are you
feeling about Ilsa?”
Garrett swung
around to meet Simon’s paler than pale gaze without a trace of humor. “She’s a
means to an end. That’s it. She may prove helpful to the cause. Beyond that, I
feel very little.”
Which wasn’t
entirely the truth but, unless Simon dug down past Garrett’s innate defenses,
it was the only truth he planned on sharing. The woman was beautiful, curvy,
and real. She possessed a wildly keen intelligence, but he hadn’t missed the
way her eyes lit up or the excitement that teased her nipples beneath the too
thin shirt as she hammered them with questions about the chip.
Protect her. The
chip’s command aside, he understood his task. Keeping her alive to do her work
helped the mission. The entire plan fell within an acceptable parameter.
“That’s not what I
meant and you know it. Any unusual urges where she is concerned?”
“You mean lust?”
Garrett snorted. “No, my brain is still in my head. I haven’t turned into a
hulk of monosyllabic testosterone driven by the urge to strip her naked at the
first opportunity.” Although he imagined she would be as lovely without her
clothes as she was with them. Her height and generous curves gave her a soft,
lush look.
“It’s a valid
question. You’ve already established a bond with her, volunteered to let her
study you and inserted yourself into an uncomfortable and potentially dangerous
position. If you flip, it could have severe consequences.” Michael might be
their tactical strategist and leader, but Simon counseled their souls. He kept
them whole and on track with his unflinching logic and patience.
“You mean if I go
all caveman à la Michael? No. Not likely. It didn’t bother me that you were all
in the room or talking to her. I doubt that will change during the course of
her work. Besides, if necessary, I can put the doc out without harming her
physically or mentally. Until we know what she knows, we need to keep her
healthy.” Finished with that aspect of the conversation, he inspected the
supplies he’d stored. “Will Rory be able to get the FMRI thing? I know we have
the rest of the pieces she asked for.” They’d converted the wine cellar of the
Hamptons estate into a medical facility. They only used it periodically if an
injury were too severe for their high functioning metabolisms to handle.
Which meant not
often.
Simon’s brows
knitted together. “Garrett…this might be more difficult for you than you
realized. It could wake up a lot of dormant memories.”
“I appreciate the
concern but enough with the touchy feely crap. This is a job, no different than
every other job we’ve done since we got here. The chips are active. We need
answers. She can provide us with answers. End of story.” His temper edged
toward frost. “Clear?”
“Clear.” Simon
exhaled and held his hands up. “But you call us if you need us.”
“Yes, father. I
will call you if I have a booboo that needs a Band-Aid. Or maybe I’ll call
Michael if I get the sudden urge to go skipping through the daisies with the
doc.” He was done playing the game. The faster they got the scientist to work,
the faster this would be over. It was a job.
No different than
the hundred other jobs they’d performed, great and small, in the last four
decades. He checked the gear one last time and shut the van up.
Absolutely no
difference.
It was a job.
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About the Author:
National bestselling author,
Heather Long, likes long walks in the park, science fiction, superheroes,
Marines, and men who aren’t douche bags. Her books are filled with heroes and
heroines tangled in romance as hot as Texas summertime. From paranormal
historical westerns to contemporary military romance, Heather might switch
genres, but one thing is true in all of her stories, her characters drive the
books. When she’s not wrangling her menagerie of animals, she devotes her time
to family and friends she considers family. She believes if you like your heroes
so real you could lick the grit off their chest, and your heroines so likable,
you’re sure you’ve been friends with women just like them, you’ll enjoy her
worlds as much as she does.
Website: http://heatherlong.net/
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