Synopsis:
Morgan
Bentley is a bastard. Always was and always will be.
At least that’s what Matthew Hopkins thinks. Unfortunately, Morgan is also a brilliant law student, and easily eclipses Matthew, academically and socially.
Matthew insists he hates Morgan. According to Matthew’s best friend, Cory, perhaps he doth protest a bit too much.
Cory has received the chance of a lifetime in the form of an internship with ITM—Information Technology and Medicine—the prestigious research company where Morgan’s father is the CEO. Too inquisitive for his own good, the naturally curious Cory stumbles on a deadly secret inside of ITM. What he has learned will tip the balance of everything, but for good or bad?
Just what is the mysterious Project X?
What is Morgan’s involvement?
Matthew has to sort fact from fiction, friend from foe, as his world is turned upside down and inside out, and nothing can be the way it was.
At least that’s what Matthew Hopkins thinks. Unfortunately, Morgan is also a brilliant law student, and easily eclipses Matthew, academically and socially.
Matthew insists he hates Morgan. According to Matthew’s best friend, Cory, perhaps he doth protest a bit too much.
Cory has received the chance of a lifetime in the form of an internship with ITM—Information Technology and Medicine—the prestigious research company where Morgan’s father is the CEO. Too inquisitive for his own good, the naturally curious Cory stumbles on a deadly secret inside of ITM. What he has learned will tip the balance of everything, but for good or bad?
Just what is the mysterious Project X?
What is Morgan’s involvement?
Matthew has to sort fact from fiction, friend from foe, as his world is turned upside down and inside out, and nothing can be the way it was.
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About the Author:
Nephylim
was born into a poor mining family in the South Wales Valleys. Until she was
16, the toilet was at the bottom of the garden and the bath hung on the wall.
Her refrigerator was a stone slab in the pantry and there was a black lead
fireplace in the kitchen. They look lovely in a museum but aren’t so much fun
to clean.
Nephylim
has always been a storyteller. As a child, she’d make up stories for her
nieces, nephews and cousin and they’d explore the imaginary worlds she created,
in play.
Later
in life, Nephylim became the storyteller for a re enactment group who travelled
widely, giving a taste of life in the Iron Age. As well as having an
opportunity to run around hitting people with a sword, she had an opportunity
to tell stories of all kinds, sometimes of her own making, to all kinds of
people. The criticism was sometimes harsh, especially from the children, but
the reward enormous.
It was
here she began to appreciate the power of stories and the primal need to hear
them. In ancient times, the wandering bard was the only source of news, and the
storyteller the heart of the village, keeping the lore and the magic alive.
Although much of the magic has been lost, the stories still provide a link to
the part of us that still wants to believe that it’s still there, somewhere.
In
present times, Nephylim lives in a terraced house in the valleys with her son
and her two cats. Her daughter has deserted her for the big city, but they’re
still close. The part of her that needs to earn money is a lawyer, but the
deepest, and most important part of her is a storyteller and artist, and always
will be.
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