Decoherence
By
Liana
Brooks
Single
or Series: 3rd
and last book in the Time & Shadows trilogy
Length
of Book:
400 pages/ 87,000 words
Genre:
Science
Fiction
Author
Bio:Liana
Brooks writes science fiction and sci-fi romance for people who like
fast ships, big guns, witty one-liners, and happy endings. She lives
in Alaska with her husband, four kids, and giant mastiff puppy. When
she isn’t writing she enjoys hiking the Chugach Range, climbing
glaciers, and watching whales.
Website:
www.lianabrooks.com
*****
Blurb:Readers
of Blake Crouch's DARK MATTER and Wesely Chu's TIME SALVAGER will
love Liana Brooks' DECOHERENCE--the thrilling, time-bending
conclusion to the Time & Shadow series!
Samantha
Rose and Linsey MacKenzie have established an idyllic life of married
bliss in Australia, away from the Commonwealth Bureau of
Investigation, away from mysterious corpses, and—most of all—away
from Dr. Emir’s multiverse machine.
But
Sam is a detective at heart, and even on the other side of the world,
she can’t help wonder if a series of unsolved killings she reads
about are related—not just to each other, but to the only unsolved
case of her short career.
She
knows Jane Doe’s true name, but Sam never discovered who killed the
woman found in an empty Alabama field in spring of 2069. She doesn’t
even know which version of herself she buried under a plain
headstone.
When
Mac suddenly disappears, Sam realizes she is going to once more be
caught up in a silent war she still doesn’t fully understand. Every
step she takes to save Mac puts the world she knows at risk, and
moves her one step closer to becoming the girl in the grave.
*****
Excerpt:
“Decoherence
(n): a period of time when all iterations collapse and there is only
one possible reality.”
~
Excerpt from Definitions
of Time by
Emmanuela Pine, I1
Day
247
Year
5 of Progress
Capitol Spire
Main Continent
Iteration 17—Fan 1
…
three.
Rose stood and peered through the frosted, warped glass of the
conference room as the speaker turned away. It didn’t matter which
iteration she was in, Emir was predictable. She had seven seconds to
do a head count. She didn’t need that long.
A
quick head count was all it took to confirm that the einselected
nodes she’d been sent to assassinate were where they belonged.
Every
iteration had nodes, people or events that kept that variation of
human history from collapsing. Dr. Emir had created a machine that
allowed people not only to move along their own timeline, but at
critical convergence points, it allowed them to cross between
realities. But the Mechanism for Iteration Alignment’s greatest
ability was the one that allowed Dr. Emir and Central Command to
steer history by erasing futures they didn’t want.
Rose
knelt beside the door, did one final sweep for alarms, and nodded for
her team to move in. It was her job to cross at convergence points,
kill the nodes, and collapse the futures that no one wanted.
One
look at the version of herself watching this iteration’s Emir with
rapt fascination was enough to make Rose want to snip this future in
the bud.
Chubby
was the first thing that came to mind. Rose’s doppelganger was
enjoying being at the top of the social pyramid and probably gorging
on whatever passed as a delicacy here. The squared bangs with a
streak of riotous red only accented the corpulence and lack of
self-control the inferior other had.
Even
with a heavy wood door between them, Rose could hear that this
iteration’s Emir was hypothesizing things the MIA was never meant
to do. Everyone with half a brain knew that decoherence didn’t
combine iterations, it crushed them. Only the true timeline, the
Prime, would survive decoherence. Planning to welcome and integrate
doppelgangers into the society was pure idiocy.
The
techs sealing the door shut gave her the high sign.
Rose
nodded to her hacker.
“Cameras
locked. Security is deaf and blind, ma’am”Logan’s voice was a
soft whisper in her earpiece. He was a genius with computer systems,
a fact that had saved him when they collapsed I-38 three years ago.
“We have a fifteen-minute window.”
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