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The
second book in the trilogy, The Master Key spins a tale of mystery and intrigue
as Josie’s life is now thrown back into her past.
All is
not idyllic as Josie begins her new life in the future as wife to the world
president, John Lancaster. A dangerous man from her past returns — Michael Ho
— to wreck more havoc and destruction. With him, Ho brings a hostage, Margeaux,
who turns out to be Josie's great-niece, seven times removed! He demands a
trade off — a keycode for the life of her niece.
As revelations of Josie's past, three hundred years ago, begin to
unfold, every question she has ever asked is answered. Together with John, and
head of security, Simon, they head to the Scrap Yard, a cybernetics space
station where they battle it out with Ho who is hell-bent on taking control of
the world.
Can Josie save the life of her new-found niece? Will learning the truth of her
past and family really be enough to put the ghosts to rest?
EXCERPT: (may contain s few mild PG13 words)
“She’ll never make an
operative.” Simon propped his arm
companionably over John’s shoulder and watched as Josie sheepishly recovered
from a stumble.
“She’s my wife, not one of
yours.” John clamped his mouth into a
line and rolled his eyes, a habit he seemed to be borrowing lately from
Josie. “But you’re right. An operative she will never be. I’m just glad she’s learning to hone her
skills at defending herself. Clumsily,
but still…”
“There’s that,” Simon agreed with
a shrug then suppressed a chuckle. “And
now, thankfully, she looks more the part so her cover will stand.”
Though he’d never let on, Simon
did like her. She was a bit crass, rude,
nosy, and childishly naïve, but she’d somehow managed to tame his best friend’s
turbulent heart and re-awaken his humorous nature. And, she had the uncanny ability to make John
swoon like a girl, something that was practically unheard of until she came to
live at the Citadel.
“At least now she won’t
second-guess her own strength and abilities,” Simon continued.
At best, she and Simon resorted to
a friendly banter of words and insults that sometimes erupted into violent
outbursts of temper. But generally, they
enjoyed the insults and would never openly admit—to themselves or others—that
they were actually quite fond of one another.
With a final twist of the torso, a
pivot and a lunge, Josie completed a rather difficult counter-attack kick on
the sparring droid, successfully upturning it.
Then, rather childishly, gave it a final below-the-belt kick, not that
it mattered much to the droid. She
huffed off and strode determinedly toward the two men who watched.
“Temper, temper.” Simon clicked his tongue, not quite masking
the impressed nod of approval as he mentally rated her performance.
***
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