The secrets of the past belong to the future.
“Again a big page turner! This story kept me reading well into the night to get to the end. With more accurate facts and detail than before. Well done!” ~ Roos Dahmen
When all over the world, the last isolated living tribes disappear, Professor Matthew Bishop is again, unwillingly, dragged into an adventure that will take him all over the globe.
His personal stake increases when his close friend Jennifer Porter disappears and seems somehow to be involved. Following the hidden clues, and with the help of the Vatican and old friends, Bishop uncovers the truth about the next step in evolution.
It’s a truth that doesn’t end on this Earth, but could very well mean the end of it, in a journey across three continents and into the heavens.
EVOLVED PUBLISHING PRESENTS the second book in the "Matthew Bishop" series of religious conspiracy thrillers, ideal for fans of Dan Brown and Michael Crichton. [DRM-Free]
Genre: FICTION / Thrillers / HistoricalSales have been modest thus far. We're just waiting for the right time - a market correction - to begin a new round of marketing. We believe this book (and full series) will appeal to a broad audience worldwide.
The treetops flanking the riverbanks of the Purus River in the Peruvian rainforest lit up all colors of green under the first rays of sunlight that day. The early morning sounds of the Red Howler Monkey and the Andean cock-of-the-rock—Peru’s national bird—gave the place a deceiving friendly atmosphere. The last time modern men set foot in this area must have been when the rubber baron Carlos Fitzcarrald, in the late 1800s, slaughtered much of the Mashco-Piro tribe with his private army. He forced the survivors to retreat from the riverbanks into the even more remote forest areas of what is now called the Mashco-Piro Indigenous Reserve.
When a soft rumbling sound filled the air in the distance, the cock-of-the-rocks and Red Howlers fled the trees at the riverbank as fast and far as possible into the thick woods. Within seconds, the sound grew to a deafening rumble.
In an instant, a gray Bell UH-1 Iroquois helicopter cleared the treetops and stopped dead in midair some thirty feet over the Purus riverbank. Its gust cleared the shore of all loose objects. The helicopter’s sliding door opened and a uniformed soldier, sitting opposite a blonde-haired woman, pointed down. The woman looked on her tablet screen for a second before nodding and shouting, “Yes.” The soldier gestured the pilot, and within seconds the helicopter descended to the riverbank and with a bouncing thump landed on the graveled shore.
The uniformed man quickly jumped out, bending his head, avoiding the now slowing helicopter rotors and shouted something toward the woman. As he stretched his arm into the open door, she grabbed onto it and jumped out. Dr. Lindsey Wilson—never shy—was a stylish, slender, straight-postured attractive woman in her early forties. Today, she wore a blue Patagonia jacket and shirt, Levi’s blue jeans and Fendi T-Rex combat boots. Her hair danced wildly under the chopper’s blades.
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Author review: Luis has been such a pleasure to work with - a true professional. We hope he translates many more books for us. |
