A Warning from someone who knows...
“We all like to believe we are masters of our fate. However, usually it isn’t true. Somewhere, a person exists, sometimes completely unknown to you, whose slightest action impacts your life.”
CAT REFUGE ~ BOOK ONE
ALIENS AMONG US
by Liza O'Connor
Jason Connors, the head of the FBI, becomes involved in a simple immigration case in which a doctor from Africa has married an American woman so he can enter the United States. Some claim the doctor is not human, but rather a cat-like alien species that can mimic the human form. Determined to discover what is really going on, he sends his brightest agent, Carmella Ginkabo to Africa, to uncover the facts. Courageously, she travels deep into the jungle to learn the truth from the first of this species who originally landed on Earth two hundred years prior. Her discovery alters the future of Earth forever.
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Dr. Tiburon glared at Schuler and then at Catina. “So, you refuse to honor the promise made in your behalf.”
“Schuler had no right to promise that.”
“He had every right. You were dying. He saved your life. But in doing so, he has cost another.” With no explanation for his last statement, the doctor turned and left the room.
Catina stared at the closing door in concern. “What the hell did that mean?”
Schuler shrugged. “He wouldn’t say, except some relative, a sister I think, is in America and needs his help. He wouldn’t tell me why, but it is really important he gets to America sooner verses later.”
“But what you promised him is illegal.”
Schuler sighed and sat on the edge of her bed. “What was I supposed to do? You were dying. He had a means to save you, but it meant giving up his chance to save his sister. He wouldn’t save you without a promise that you would get him to America. Hell, it’s not a real marriage. You can sign a prenuptial agreement. Just marry the poor guy so he can get in and care for his sister.”
“It’s still illegal!”
“Right. Let his sister die, because your hand might get slapped by emigration. Jeez, the man only saved your life. No particular reason to be grateful.”
“It’s his job to save lives. He’s a doctor. It’s in the Hippocratic Oath.”
“To trade his sister’s life for yours? I don’t think so. He didn’t have to do that. As a doctor, he could have accepted the lack of a helicopter and let you die.”
EXCERPT
Dr.Tiburon glared at Schuler and then at Catina. “So, you refuse to honor the promise made in your behalf.”
“Schuler had no right to promise that.”
“He had every right. You were dying. He saved your life. But in doing so, he has cost another.” With no explanation for his last statement, the doctor turned and left the room.
Catina stared at the closing door in concern. “What the hell did that mean?”
Schuler shrugged. “He wouldn’t say, except some relative, a sister I think, is in America and needs his help. He wouldn’t tell me why, but it is really important he gets to America sooner verses later.”
“But what you promised him is illegal.”
Schuler sighed and sat on the edge of her bed. “What was I supposed to do? You were dying. He had a means to save you, but it meant giving up his chance to save his sister. He wouldn’t save you without a promise that you would get him to America. Hell, it’s not a real marriage. You can sign a prenuptial agreement. Just marry the poor guy so he can get in and care for his sister.”
“It’s still illegal!”
“Right. Let his sister die, because your hand might get slapped by emigration. Jeez, the man only saved your life. No particular reason to be grateful.”
“It’s his job to save lives. He’s a doctor. It’s in the Hippocratic Oath.”
“To trade his sister’s life for yours? I don’t think so. He didn’t have to do that. As a doctor, he could have accepted the lack of a helicopter and let you die.”
About the Author
Liza lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe what happens in a myriad of genres.
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