Excerpt:
Central London was a hectic location, but it held calm places, and Regents Park was one of these oases. A swathe of green cut through the centre, punctuated here and there by lakes and paths. It was a place to feed the ducks or to take a brief lunch-hour stroll.
Central London was a hectic location, but it held calm places, and Regents Park was one of these oases. A swathe of green cut through the centre, punctuated here and there by lakes and paths. It was a place to feed the ducks or to take a brief lunch-hour stroll.
Madeleine Taylor had been walking in the park as usual, a golden
Labrador tugging against the lead in her hands. Dalrymple was her employer’s
dog, but she was fond of him. Being a live-in housekeeper was tiring work, and
Dalrymple gave her an excuse to get outside for a while. Sometimes she wondered
if she’d done the right thing in moving from Swindon to London, but a walk in
the park usually helped to dispel these doubts.
Madeleine eyed the ducks as she walked toward a bridge leading across
the water, feeling Dalrymple’s ever-enthusiastic pull. Then suddenly he
stopped, and she almost fell over him as he stood stock-still, staring into the
trees beyond the shallow lake.
She walked past him and tugged the lead gently to get him moving again.
But Dalrymple didn’t budge.
‘Come on, boy,’ she said, lightly. ‘We haven’t got all day.’
Then Dalrymple began to growl.
Madeleine was about to speak again, then stopped as she followed his
line of sight. There was a glint of metal in the trees, then an explosion of
activity as three figures burst into the open and began running toward her.
Each of them carried a long black cylinder strapped to one arm.
Dalrymple jumped forward with a jerk, and Madeleine felt the lead
snatched from her hand. She watched in silent horror as the dog leapt at the
closest figure and grabbed it by the leg. Casually, only momentarily stopping
his forward motion, the figure swung the cylinder down to connect with the
dog’s head. There was a flash of light and the animal crumpled to the ground.
Madeleine started screaming. And she was still screaming when a beam of
light from the second stranger’s weapon struck her. As she collapsed, falling
into unconsciousness, she dreamily noted the profile of a dog with a pointed
snout on the gleaming black surface of the leading figure’s mask.
BLURB:
He's been threatened by a knife-wielding maniac on a London train,
interrogated by a mysterious warrior woman beneath the city's streets, pursued
by a military death squad in Melbourne, had his new girlfriend kidnapped and
held hostage in Prague, and been captured and taken to another world.
And it's
barely been three days since his life started to fall to pieces.
On top of
all this, he's developed a bizarre ability that allows him to teleport in quite
unusual circumstances - an ability that several deadly enemies will do anything
to gain control of.
In a
desperate struggle involving alternate worlds, Egyptian mythology, ancient
prophecy, malevolent felines, underground railway stations and the power of
dreams, can Darius long survive the arrival of his newfound power?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Tim
Richards is a freelance travel writer based in Melbourne, Australia. His
writing has appeared in numerous newspapers, magazines and websites, and in
Lonely Planet's guidebooks.
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