The Twist: Sci-Fi Suspense BookStrand #1 BESTSELLER
by Lee Silver
A story of mind-bending control & unnerving metamorphosis, The Twist unravels the tale of a hotshot consultant as he struggles to foil a plot to steal $12 million and to rescue the feisty, female scientist who has stolen his heart.
Every man should have to spend at least a month as a woman.
~Debra Gaynor, Review Your Book~
ZANE TOLLISON’S wife is running through their cash faster than he can make it. A “Hail Mary” contract with Clearwater Tobacco arrives in the nick of time to keep his fledgling, consulting firm afloat and to unchain him once and for all from his narcissistic wife.
Beautiful, brilliant and estranged, KATHY DAVIS is desperate for a new beginning. The feisty post doc bio-geneticist jumps at an offer from Clearwater, pouring her soul into a development that will revolutionize the tobacco industry.
The two are unwittingly reeled into a convoluted plan to steal $12 million; Zane is changing into a carbon copy of Kathy, a pawn in a bizarre genetic metamorphosis, entangling Kathy in a sinewy web of seduction and deceit. Forging a bond that will set the course of their destiny, they fight to overpower the diabolic hold that has taken over their lives.
Zane heard the tap, tap, tap of a woman's heels on the tile floor as he stared at his watch anxiously waiting for the elevator.
She was a tiny thing, not more than five foot three, probably in her early thirties. She stepped up beside him. Their eyes met and she smiled.
One of the big guns' secretaries, I'll bet. Zane couldn't keep his eyes off her.
Wearing a stylishly short, gray tweed business suit, her long auburn hair was pulled in a French twist. Designer gold-rim glasses framed her petite face and green eyes. She looked like she had just stepped out of the latest issue of Vogue.
Zane's eyes followed her every move as she stepped into the elevator. A leather notebook clenched to her chest, she was one hundred percent professional and drop dead gorgeous.
She turned to him, a ghost of a smile on her lips. Looking Zane squarely in the eyes, she matter-of-factly quipped, "All right, you've seen my ass. I guess you can come in now."
He turned beet red as he walked into the elevator. The doors closed like a vault. "I, I am so sorry, but—"
"No buts about it. I wouldn't have said that if I didn't think you were cute." She stepped out onto the second floor "See ya!"
He stood, frozen like a pillar of salt, as he watched her walk in slow motion down the hall.
"What did you say?"
She peered over her shoulder and grinned. "Chorde's office. It's on the seventh floor."
Eyes glued to the seam along the back of her skirt, he opened his mouth to speak, but the words refused to come.
She rounded the corner out of his sight. His eyes still peering into the hall, Zane's finger pressed the button for the seventh floor. As the doors began to close, he blurted out to the brushed steel walls of the elevator, "Thanks."
* * * *
Chorde glanced at the clock as he reached for his hand. "So good to see that you are prompt. Nine o'clock on the button."
Clenching his hand with a confident grip, Zane put on a well-practiced smile. "Well, I try, Jonathon." The truth was he was late for everything. Pat often teased him that he'd be late for his own funeral.
Jonathon Chorde was a stately gentleman in his early sixties. His British accent and tailored, double-breasted suit gave him an air of cosmopolitan sophistication. He was medium height, perhaps five foot ten, balding, and a bit over weight.
Chorde motioned towards two stuffed leather chairs at the far corner of his office. He poured two cups of tea from a silver carafe and offered a small serving tray. "Pastry, Mr. Tollison?"
Never one to pass on a free breakfast, Zane reached for a cherry Danish. He flashed a grin as he took an over-sized bite. "Mr. Tollison was my father. You can call me Zane."
"As you please. Down to business then, shall we?"
He set his cup on the marble tabletop and leaned forward. "We are both businessmen. I shan't beat around the bush. Simply put, Clearwater wants to buy your name."
A piece of Danish caught in Zane's throat and he coughed into his napkin.
Chorde ignored the outburst and continued. "As I indicated when I spoke to you yesterday, we are in the process of pulling together a study to refute the accusations of the anti-smoking coalitions. Although we certainly value your insights, there is really very little we expect you to do. We already know what we want to find, and except for going through the motions of the actual ten-day investigation, our people have basically completed the final report."
He reached for his tea and leaned back in his chair. Chorde continued, "We did feel that it was important for you to actually be here while we conduct the study to lend a touch of credence to the work. In any case, it will certainly benefit us both for you to learn as much as you can about the project. So you'll be better prepared to field any questions that might come up about the research in the future.
"We shan't detain you once we've gathered our data, but please, feel free to stay at Clearwater to dot and cross whatever I's and T's you feel are necessary to put the finishing touches to the report. After all, the findings are going to be released by Tollison Consulting." Chorde's smile could have belonged to the Grinch who stole Christmas. "We had hoped we could attract your services and took the liberty of having our legal people draft a preliminary agreement."
He pushed a pen and a stack of papers towards Zane, and reached for a French cruller as he continued, "A good faith advance in the amount of 1.15 million dollars shall be deposited to your account upon signing the contract, with the balance being paid in ten equal installments of 1.15 million dollars each day for the duration of the study. The total for your services will be 12.65 million dollars.
"The future of the entire tobacco industry depends on the timely release of these findings. We shan't tolerate any mishaps. The agreement provides a rather stiff penalty of 2.3 million dollars per day should you fail to see the job through." Chorde's face grew cold as he glared over the top of his glasses. "I prefer not to elaborate, but please understand, this would be the least of your concerns if the details of your actual role in the investigation should ever chance to leave this room."
Zane stared at the contract, contemplating the contrast between the white paper and the brown marble tabletop. Ever since he could remember, he had been a tinkerer. From high tech military jets to antique cars, from tube-type radios to house renovation, at one time or another, Zane had seen or worked on just about every mechanical device imaginable. Starting as a model builder as a child and learning the building trades while working his way through college, there was very little he could not or would not do. Combined with a graduate degree in engineering, he was able to view most situations from both sides of the fence.
A few well-timed hat tricks had earned him quite a name for himself. After ten years in the aerospace industry, Zane had managed to save a small nest egg and opened his own consulting firm. Most of his clients were companies he had worked with at one time or another while he was still in aerospace. The work was sporadic, but at least he wasn't a wage slave for one of the airframe giants anymore. He smiled. Living like a starving animal is a small price to pay for your independence.
There were big contacts, with even bigger expenses, but Elise's addict-like preoccupation with her beauty had brought him to his knees. There were spas and salons, waxes and peels, life coaches and Feng Shui instructors, and a whole host of female must-dos she assured he need not and could not possibly understand. Added to her weekly jaunts to Europe to shop at some swanky new boutique with one of her upscale girlfriends, their bills were a four million dollar snowball rolling down hill.
Zane twirled the ballpoint pen between his fingers. A whole career boiled down to two simple choices: his morals and financial ruin, or the answer to a prayer for selling his professional reputation down the river.
Twelve million dollars. Half for the Governor's share, and a third to keep him out of debtor's prison, there would be a million apiece left so he and Elise could go their separate ways.
Zane took a reflective bite from his Danish and swallowed hard. "So where do I sign?"
* * * *
Zane studied the mother of pearl barrel of the ballpoint as he slid the signed contract across the table. "Hmm, Mont Blanc. Mind if I keep it?"
Chorde's eyes followed Zane's fingers as he stuck the fountain pen in his shirt pocket.
"I will need a copy of that, Jonathon. So when do we start?"
Chorde slipped the contract into his file drawer and pressed a button on his telephone. "Of course. I'll have my secretary make one straight off. Time is of the essence. Since you're already here, I had hoped we could begin today."
"Is that a problem, Mr. Tollison?" Chord pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "I didn't think...
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5 STARS Kasey's View
A recommended read. The Twist by Lee Silver is one of the most fascinating books that I've read in a long time. The story which takes place in the world of big business and high tech genetic research, is filled with interesting and very likable characters, humor, and above all a completely unique story. This is one book that is definitely a keeper!
So if you're a fan of witty clever stories with a touch of science fiction thrown in then you are going to love The Twist...
Zane Tollison’s wife is running through their cash faster than he can make it. A “Hail Mary” contract with Clearwater Tobacco arrives in the nick of time to keep his fledgling consulting firm afloat, and to unchain him once and for all from his narcissistic wife.
Beautiful, brilliant, and estranged Kathy Davis is desperate for a new beginning. The feisty post doc bio-geneticist jumps at an offer from Clearwater, pouring her soul into a development that will revolutionize the tobacco industry.
The two are unwittingly reeled into a convoluted plan to steal $12 million. Zane is changing into a carbon copy of Kathy, a pawn in a bizarre genetic metamorphosis, entangling Kathy in a sinewy web of seduction and deceit. Forging a bond that will set the course of their destiny, they fight to overpower the diabolic hold that has taken over their lives.
Author: Lee Silver
Publisher: Book Strand
4 1/2 HEARTS The Romance Studio
Zane Tollison is in desperate need of money to keep his consulting company afloat. It would seem his wife can spend his hard earned money faster than he can make it. When he gets an offer of $12 million from Clearwater Tobacco, he can't refuse. It seems like the answer to his prayers and maybe a way he can finally be rid of his wife and her obsessive spending.
What starts out as the answer to Zane’s prayers soon becomes a deal with the devil as he's thrown into a genetic experiment that will change him for the rest of his life. If he survives. His only hope is Kathy Davis, the bio-geneticist who quickly becomes his friend and ali in this game. But as Zane becomes more a twin to Kathy, and their love for one another grows stronger, can they survive against an enemy that truly holds all the cards?
Well, I can honestly say this is a unique story. When I first took this one I thought to myself, this is going to be a confusing read. But I was quick to realize the author was able to draw me into the story and keep me there without losing me in the bio-genetic and DNA swapping terms. She created a world that seemed so real and devastating that it seems almost possible. Zane and Kathy are strong characters that are pushed to their emotional, physical, and mental limits and manage to hold on to not only their sanity (most of the time) but to the love they feel for one another. I would highly recommend this one to anyone looking for a suspenseful ride that will keep them anxiously turning the pages and will possibly turn them against cigarette smoking forever.
Sensuality rating: Very sensual
September 15, 2008
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Zane needed money, when he was offered twelve million dollars for one week of his time, he could not say no. His wife has expensive taste and loves to spend money. Arriving at Clearwater ,he is asked to wear a bracelet at all times. He would be working closely with Kathy on a research project. Zane noticed his body was changing. Something in the cigarettes was turning him into Chorde, the man that hired him. Chorde had an evil plan could Zane and Kathy twist his plans?
Every man should have to spend at least a month as a woman. Cramps, high/low emotion, pregnancy, and menopause would help a male understand a female. Lee Silver writes with a great deal of humor and imagination. Her characters are well-developed. Her plot is interesting and creative. Fans of fantasy romance will enjoy The Twist.
Reviewed by Debra Gaynor
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