A Warning from someone who knows...
“We all like to believe we are masters of our fate. However, usually, it isn’t true. Somewhere, a person exists, sometimes completely unknown to you, whose slightest action impacts your life.”
Jason Connors, the head of the FBI, becomes involved in a simple immigration case in which a doctor from Africa has married an American woman so he can enter the United States. Some claim the doctor is not human, but rather a cat-like alien species that can mimic the human form. Determined to discover what is really going on, he sends his brightest agent, Carmella Ginkabo to Africa, to uncover the facts. Courageously, she travels deep into the jungle to learn the truth from the first of this species who originally landed on Earth two hundred years prior. Her discovery alters the future of Earth forever.
COMING IN NOVEMBER
By the smiling glint in the man’s eyes, she worried he could read her thoughts. Embarrassed, she looked away, and stared at Schuler instead.
“What happened?” she asked her tracker.
“You don’t remember? Those damn Marobis ambushed us with over a hundred warriors. My men took one look at them and ran. The Marobis knocked me out cold, and when I woke, you were gone. I spent the next twenty-four hours tracking you down. When I found you, you were all alone, lying on the jungle floor, naked and bleeding from a snake bite.”
“I was lying on the ground?”
“I wasn’t staked to the ground?”
Schuler looked at the doctor and frowned. “No. There weren’t no stakes. There weren’t no Marobis either. I figure you had somehow escaped them and was making your way back when you got bit by the viper.”
Catina shook her head. She intended to disagree, but then looked at the two men studying her. What was she going to say? That she had a romantic moment with a panther?
Schuler gripped her hand, evidently sensing her confusion. “It could’ve been the snake bite. When I found you, you were delirious from the poison. You wouldn’t have survived if Dr. Tiburon hadn’t been visiting the village. He gave you the first dose of antiserum there and then radioed the chopper that brought you here.”
She looked at the doctor. “You were in the village?”
He smiled. His teeth were brilliantly white and canine sharp. She had known many tribes who filed their teeth to sharp points, but she had never met a medical doctor who practiced that particular tribal custom. Now her memories made sense. If she had first met him while under the haze of delirium, given her love of the big cats and her obvious attraction to the doctor, it wouldn’t be odd that she might have, in her mind, transformed him into a panther making love to her.
ALIENS AMONG US
About the Author
Liza lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe what happens in a myriad of genres.
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