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    Island Terror
    Island Terror
    Island Terror
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    Island Terror

    By Jo Carey

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    In this classic creature story, Dr. Gina Talbot is a Komodo dragon expert who is desperate for a chance to observe a population of the giant lizards in the wild. When she gets wind of an undiscovered population of the lizards on an atoll off Hawaii, she has to see it for herself. Will she and her team survive the Island Terror? 57 pages/ 21,881 words.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJo Carey
    Release dateJul 14, 2018
    ISBN9781386583967
    Island Terror
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    Jo Carey

    Jo Carey grew up in the Midwest but her curiosity and gypsy-spirit has kept her on the move. She's lived in eight US states and spent three years living in Ireland. She has always loved creature movies, so creatures and bugs often show up in her books. Jo, a former information security compliance guru, writes fast-paced, character-driven stories in a variety of genres from medical thrillers to space operas and cozy mysteries. Her novels are filled with humor, romance, and sometimes creatures or aliens, or maybe even all of the above. She often builds her stories around a strong female lead character surrounded by plenty of hunky male heroes. Jo's been under fire on a golf course and climbed out the roof of an elevator in the Netherlands. Life hasn't been boring. Now residing in Texas, setting often plays a huge role in her stories. Jo was intrigued by the League of Planetary Systems, a world her husband, Frank, created for his science fiction books, and she now writes mysteries and other types of tales sets in that world. Jo was bitten by a cat, a fire ant, and a snake, before succumbing to the bite of the writing bug.

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      Island Terror - Jo Carey

      CHAPTER ONE

      You're going to be late for your date, Chris said.

      I glanced at the clock on the wall. Yeah, we still have those in the lab. It's actually kind of useful so we don't have to deglove and pull out our phones to see the time.

      Shit. Do you mind finishing this for me? I asked as I pulled off my latex gloves.

      If it helps you get a social life, I'm happy to help, he said. Chris is a player. I think he's had at least two girlfriends this month. I don't think I've had two second dates this year. I'd been working at the zoo a year before Chris joined Team Komodo. We are herpetologists who study the behavior of Komodo dragons, world's largest lizards. Chris and I get along well enough at work, but we don't socialize outside of the zoo. Now that we'd been working together for almost two years, we'd found a way to enjoy spending our days together in the lab or observing in the Komodo habitat.

      I hung my lab coat in my locker and stopped in the ladies room to fix my hair and makeup. I don't know how I let Sarah talk me into this. I hate blind dates, but I love Sarah. When I moved from Boston to San Diego, I lucked out and moved into the condo next door to Sarah and Mark. He's a naval officer, and she's my BFF.

      I texted her to let her know I was running late before I climbed behind the wheel of my Jeep and drove toward the ocean. The parking lot for the beach front restaurant was busy, but I found a spot and pulled in. As I walked up the walkway, I freed my hair from the pony tail I wear to keep it out of my face when I drive with the windows down.

      I found Sarah and Mark sitting on the patio with a handsome man in uniform. Hi, Gina, Sarah said, standing up to hug me.

      The two men stood. Hi, Mark.

      This is my friend, Lieutenant Lance Newman, Mark said. Lance, this is our friend and neighbor, Dr. Gina Talbot.

      I nodded to Lance and sat down. I'm sorry I'm late. I got caught up in my work.

      I understand you're a herpetologist for the zoo. Isn't that kind of an unusual field for a woman? Lance asked.

      I saw Sarah roll her eyes. She knew he was losing points fast. He was already playing catch up having lost points for showing up in his uniform. Living near the naval base in San Diego, I've learned that most men think every woman loves a man in uniform. I'll admit on the right man it would probably affect me to, but I hate it that the men wear them specifically because they think it improves their chances with women. In all fairness, maybe Lance came straight from work like I did, but I didn't show up wearing my lab coat and Mark was dressed in khaki's and a button front shirt.

      I guess my career choice is a bit unconventional, but I love my work. Thank goodness the waitress arrived at that moment to take my drink order, and we all ordered dinner. We made small talk until our food arrived.

      Mark tried to include Lance in the conversation while under the table, I was trying to keep Lance's hand off my leg.

      We were just finishing our meals, when Mark had to take a call. I'm sorry, he said when he returned to the table, I have to go to an emergency meeting. Do you want me to drop you off at home, Sar?

      I can give you a ride if you want, I offered happy for a chance to escape from Lance.

      Mark can drop me off. You two stay and get acquainted, she said. Clearly my BFF signals were not being received. I was not interested in getting any better acquainted with Lance. His hand was already way more familiar with my thigh than it had a right to be.

      It's OK. I don't mind.

      Sarah was already on her feet. Call me later, she said, slinging her purse over her shoulder and rushing to keep up with Mark.

      I hope there isn't some major catastrophe going on, I said as I watched them leave. 

      I'm sure it's nothing too exciting.

      I noticed you weren't called in, I said.

      I'm not one of the pencil pushers who talk and plan. I'm a man of action.

      Really. I thought Mark said you were in procurement?

      Right. That's where the action is.

      Basically, you shop for Uncle Sam, I said, pushing my chair further away from his.

      If you're finished, we can get out here.

      Great, I said happy to put an end to another bad date.

      We walked to the parking lot, and I headed straight for the Jeep not wanting to be caught in an awkward goodbye situation. Good night, Lance, I said over my shoulder.

      I could feel him following but I wasn't about to turn around. I unhooked my key carabineer from my purse before I reached the car. Just as I put the key in the lock, yes, it's a classic Jeep, I felt his body against my back. His arms were on each side of me. I was trapped. Without turning around, I said, Back off, Lance.

      What's wrong? Don't pretend you're not interested, Gina. I saw the way you were looking at me all evening out of the corner of your eye.

      Apparently, to this creep, disgust and lust look a lot alike. I'm not interested, Lance. Leave me alone.

      Playing hard to get? Is that you're game?

      Lance wasn't a particularly big man, probably in any way, I thought with a smirk. I turned the key to unlock the door and pulled it back out, keeping it between my fingers just in case I needed a weapon. I played along a little, turning around to face him and putting my hands on his shoulders. Let me be sure I understand. I barely spoke to you all night, and you took that to mean I couldn't wait to be alone with you. He looked pleased that I understood, the idiot. I understand how the blond hair and boobs could be misleading, so let me be really clear. I'm. Not. Interested. I yelled it loud enough to attract the attention of other people in the parking lot.

      The man was completely oblivious. I couldn't believe Mark was friends with this creep. Come on, babe, he said, running his

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