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Jacob Hawkins, nicknamed “Outlander” by his classmates, realizes Woodburn’s unprecedented aurora borealis is from unauthorized use of his dad’s invention, the Hawkins Halo. The device was perfected after a catastrophe in 2012; but, it’s banned under federal law and is now missing from Tomahawk Technology & Innovation. Jacob possesses the right skills in TERK (Time, Electric Reality, and Kinetics) and becomes a suspect—second to his dad—in Detective Randall’s investigation.
Meanwhile Jacob recruits his best friend, Crystal Long in checking up on their mysterious employer, Dr. Oka’ Hashi Obium, owner of the mall that instantly manifests upon the northern lights’ arrival.
Dr. Obium disappears and leaves them to protect the portal inside Woodburn Mall’s waterfall held sacred by the Chickasaw Nation, while he secretly spies on them from Level 0. Fleeing from justice he replicates himself between Chicago and Woodburn. However his overuse of the Halo threatens to erase his existence.
If Jacob doesn’t agree to save him.
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Published by A.E.H. Veenman, Author
My passion for writing began with a hunger for books from fellow New Jerseyan Judy Blume, and Nancy Drew mysteries. And each Saturday, a side dish of The Hardy Boys whet my appetite for hunting down clues and solving crime. Thus began a three-course menu for becoming a writer.
For hors d’oeuvres, I sampled women’s fiction for a bit with novels, All Waters Gathering (2008) and Carruther’s Place (2011). It wasn’t until I realized murder should really be on the menu when the main course became my thriller, Barbecue (2011).
My plate’s not quite clean of things that go bump in the night—plenty of horror and creepy thrillers in the works!—but one must always save room for dessert.
Rich and sweet came Dial QR for Murder, the first Digital Age Cozy™ in the Marjorie Gardens Mystery series.
And I haven’t reached the icing on the cake just yet! I couldn’t have enjoyed this feast of writing from my home in Holland without my husband and our daughter—to who I owe thanks for all their patience and compassion when (at times) I bit off more than I could chew!
A.E.H. Veenman is a member of Sisters in Crime and the Crime Writers' Association (UK).
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