About The Book
One nation, without God…
Colton Pierce apprehends Abberants—those who display symptoms of faith—and quarantines them on a remote island to ensure public safety. Years prior, the government released a genetically-engineered super flu that destroyed the genes believed to be the biological source of spiritual experience in an effort to rid the world of terrorism. As an extractor with the Center for Theological Control, Colton is dedicated to the cause.
But Colton’s steadfast commitment is challenged when he learns his own son has been targeted for extraction. An underground militia, the Remnant, agrees to help Colton save his son in exchange for his assistance with their plan to free the Aberrants on the island.
Colton is faced with the most important decision of his life. Remain faithful to the CTC? Or give up everything to save his son?
Colton changed into one of the CTC’s original extraction outfits for the public service announcement. Although he wished to spend more time making his rounds through headquarters, Kramer insisted that it was more important to film the announcement; the crew was on a tight schedule and it simply had to be done. He put on the silver, full-bodied, armored outfit with the coiled snake—the symbol of the CTC—across the breast, but opted not to wear the helmet. No need. When the CTC was first implemented, helmets had been used to protect the extractors from potential gangs of Aberrants who might fight back. The helmets were long and terrifying, with a breathing vent and two glowing eye filters that allowed extractors night vision when necessary. But the Aberrants rarely fought back and because it was just as easy for extractors to carry night vision goggles with their equipment, the helmets were deemed useless. Still, the public liked the old outfits. They had become a symbol of hope and security.
He checked his hair in the restroom, splashed some water on to tame it, and walked out to the south end of the CTC’s cafeteria where filming was underway.
A film crew congregated by the large windows. Cords snaked across the floor and around tripods, cameras, and lighting equipment. Kramer ushered Colton to the set. A short, pudgy man wearing flannel pulled him in front of the camera and handed him a script. Colton realized that the short guy was the director and he was highly impatient to get this over with. Apparently it had been a long morning, he hadn’t had his coffee yet (at least, Colton heard someone say that), and he had several other workers to film as part of this public service announcement. Colton wasn’t sure who all these other people were, swarming around like gnats, but he assumed they had some purpose in the filming.
“You’ve looked at your lines, right?” the director barked.
“Usually, we bring in actors for these parts, so we’re hoping you get this right.”
“Not a problem. I can—”
Colton was interrupted when a lady with long blonde hair ran up to him and began to powder his face. He recoiled and began to cough, but the makeup woman hardly slowed down.
“So you have them memorized? Right?” the director barked for a second time.
“Yes, yes I do.”
At least, he thought he did. He’d been given the script a week ago in preparation for this day and had looked it over for ten or fifteen minutes. It was quite short, and even if he was off on a few sections, how could it hurt? The whole point of the script was to remind the community to be vigilant in looking for Aberrants and to be aware of the symptoms. The best way to ensure public safety was simply to keep your eyes open and to be informed. Would it really hurt if he didn’t do this word-for-word? It wasn’t a big deal.
“Okay, okay,” the director said. He paced back and forth for a few seconds and then took a seat in a folding chair. He looked over at the man operating the camera and gave him a quick thumbs up. “Just look at the camera, act confident, and say your lines. We have about twenty other people we need to film, so let’s get this over with quickly, okay?”
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William Michael Davidson lives in Long Beach, California with his wife and two daughters. A believer that “good living produces good writing,” Davidson writes early in the morning so he can get outside, exercise, spend time with people, and experience as much as possible.
A writer of speculative fiction, he enjoys stories that deal with humanity’s inherent need for redemption.
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