Title: To Cure!
ISBN: 978-1-62420-207-0
Author: Francis Benedict
Genre: thriller
Excerpt Heat Level: 1
Book Heat Level: 1
REVIEW:
To Cure!
Francis
Benedict
Reviewed by G. L. Didaleusky, author of mystery/suspense
novels.
4 stars out
of 5
The novel To Cure! is a thriller novel that holds your
interest from the first page to the last page. The novel takes us into the
world of scientific research and what a pharmaceutical company will due,
including making a pack with the evil, to reach its goal. Adeishi, a scientist
at IngoSmart Laboratories, stumbles upon a horrifying secret in the basement of
her company's building. The company's secret takes her on a perilous journey
through Hell on Earth. I recommend this novel for readers of suspense, mystery
or thriller novels. I give the novel four stars!
TAGLINE
If Dr. Adeishi Omini knew beforehand what life-changing
secret that lay behind the door she would never have gone down the cellar that
night…
BLURB
Adeishi is a scientist newly working for a section of IngoSmart
Laboratories. Walking along an unfamiliar corridor in search of the “antigens”
storage room, she mistakenly enters through a door that leads down a cellar
where she stumbles upon a hideous secret. Consequently for Adeishi, her
inadvertent discovery has led to the gruesome murder of her boyfriend and set
her on the run for her life. What she has discovered hidden in the dark
basement mustn’t reach the knowledge of the outside world. IngoSmart’s owner,
Morgan Nicholson, has sent killers on her trail and nothing will stand in the
way of their finding her. But another figure deep within IngoSmart has a
different plan in mind. Working in synergy with Obed Ringum, an ex-army
investigator, the duo are bent on thwarting IngoSmart’s every move concerning the
use of children for an unwholesome experiment. But for their plan to work,
first, they will have to be quick enough to locate Adeishi and, possibly, her
shadow confederate, Mike Ellams, before the wealthy American’s assassins can
rid the one major witness of her life.
EXCERPT
Dr.
Mekusen shut the door after himself.
"Khalid,"
he said walking to take his seat. His accent smacked of Nordic intonation.
"I am very busy, what's the urgency?"
"If
you'll take a seat please, Dr. Mekusen," Khalid said and rose to his feet,
"then I'll tell you what it's all about."
Dr.
Mekusen sat. Khalid lowered himself back in his chair after shaking hands with
him. "I'm sorry to take you away from your work, but I need to bring you
up to date on certain developments—just so you don't get taken by
surprise."
"Oh."
Dr. Mekusen raised his brow and nodded. "Very well then."
Khalid
picked up a sheet of paper in front of him and gave it to Dr. Mekusen.
"Have
you seen this young lady before, Dr. Mekusen?"
Dr.
Mekusen was an old man nearing eighty. He dug a hand in the wide pocket of his
white jacket and crammed a thick pair of glasses over his eyes. He looked hard
at the photograph printed in the bottom corner of the paper. "Nope,"
he said, shaking his head. He removed the glasses and stuck them back in his
pocket. "Never seen her before. One of your scientists, I presume?"
Khalid
nodded his head reluctantly, like it would roll off his neck if he did it any
harder.
"That's
one hell of a pretty woman you have there. What's happened to her? Accident in
the lab—she died?"
Khalid
felt riled inside. What are you? The Pope?
"Thanks
for caring. No, nothing of the sort." He took the paper from Dr. Mekusen's
outstretched hand. "Something rather unfortunate happened yesterday at the
lab, and we think the consequence of it could have a negative toll on the
project. We wouldn't want anything, not even the remotest of situations,
stalling the vaccine…"
There
wasn't any need for preambles, so he told Dr. Mekusen everything, and the
subsequent decision taken by the board members.
"Should
there be an urgent need to do away with the children, you know what to
do."
Dr.
Mekusen remained quiet, obviously turning things over in his mind, a
nondescript look on his face. Khalid could see he wasn't fazed by the
development. "So, you're saying in effect the threat is still real and
apparent?"
"She's
still out there, Dr. Mekusen. And we don't know who she might have spoken to. Until
she's found, don't think to breathe easy."
"Should
the need ever arise…" Dr. Mekusen said, slowly rising to his feet. He made
like he was keen to get back to work. "Let's hope it never comes to that.
I'm an old man. I'll die before the trial can begin."
Whether
he meant it as a joke, Khalid would never know. But all the same Dr. Mekusen
held a smirk when he said it. He watched the old man go out the door and shut
it after himself. Khalid gently folded his arms on the desk; his head drooped,
as he once again returned to his brooding mode.
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