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Book Title: Next You: Destined for Something
Author: Angus H. Day
Release Date: April 23, 2013
Genre: Sci-Fi Fantasy
Publisher: GMTA Publishing, LLC
Presented by: As You Wish Tours
BRIEF SYNOPSIS
In the last year of mandatory school each soon to be
graduate takes a multitude of tests to
efficiently funnel them into the right career. Personality
profiles showing you to be low IQ, bigoted and prone to senseless violence
really increase your chances of being denied. Scores mean enough to tempt test
takers to cheat using answer sets bought from sketchy characters. You don't
always get what you pay for as Felix Dernoft discovers in Destined
for...Something, a Next You novel.
EXCERPT
Moving Day
We arrived at level four meeting
the movers at residence four seventy three just emerging from their cargo
platform. They were not to begin until
we removed the official. I opened the
hard case and issued us our doses of High-Perc that would last for ten
minutes. As soon as we armored and armed
we each inhaled slowing down time. I
crashed through the door first while simultaneously Lionel vaulted me stunning
the official and his wife. And his
daughter. And his grandmother. And his male sex worker dressed in a thong
made of barb wire. Yea, that seemed to
be everyone.
I looked up from the floor to see a
man at least ten kilos bigger than me yelling at us as the fog from the
High-Perc left. "You dumb asses hit
the wrong place. The official and his
wife live at four seventy four."
That registered and Lionel grabbed me up off the ground from my left
shoulder as we rushed to use the last of the High-Perc to take out four seventy
four. I had just enough left to get me
through the door and Lionel didn't show boat this time, one stun per target and
only two. Fuck me.
The big guy came in smiling
"You guys are lucky. That was the
Chairman of the Community Ethics Committee.
He won't be pressing any charges.
As soon as the meat bags are gone we'll do our thing." He kept smiling as he raised his wrist and
tapped at the watch he wore.
Lionel ran out and backed the
armored car to the front door. I mag
clamped both their hands and tossed them in the back. I asked "Was that quick enough for you
zipper head?" Turning to the noise
of Lionel slamming the back door I caught the giant's fist on the left side of
my face and luckily the wall stopped my flight.
Somehow I got in the passenger seat and we were moving.
Lionel "What the fuck is your
problem? We got to work with these
guys."
I didn't know what my problem was
so I kept silent and he glared at me until he needed to maneuver the car
through tight corridors. The drop was in
sub level fourteen and the only requirement was that it not be within two
hundred meters of an elevator or stairs.
We reached the level and he found a large enough old construction
staging area to get up to ten kilometers per hour, I triggered the hatch to
flip up as he turned the car a one eighty and stopped abruptly. The sound of stuff rolling out onto the
concrete was all we heard. I closed the
hatch and remote released the mag-clamps as we pulled away. Looking in the side mirror I saw the woman
attempt to get up and move to her husband as the first Ravenarous launched from
the shadows tearing a big enough chunk out of her chest that from fifty meters
I could see the fountain of blood.
AUTHOR BIO
I live in Fort Collins Colorado with my wife and son. My
daughter has embarked on her career as a graphics designer. I've been an
Infantryman, Swine Farmer, smattering of other trades and jobs and now I'm a
manufacturing pharmaceutical chemist. What aspect of my life that is devoted to
fitness favors swimming in open water which means I spend most of the year
working out in a pool then hit the lakes when it warms up a bit. My wife Cheryl
safety kayaks for me when we manage to make it work. One day when I was waiting
on everybody else in the house to get off of the computer when it hit me. Start
doing what I had wanted to do for the last thirty years, write science fiction
stories. I've read extensively, experienced way more than a person is entitled
to and I am a scientist. That being said, sometimes I just pull them out of my
ass. The ability to picture a scene in my head helps, once I stop laughing
uncontrollably for no reason.
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