Entromancy: Book One of the Nightpath Trilogy
by M.S. Farzan
2076 is not a good year to be a special agent. A quarter of the world's power runs on ceridium, a newly discovered element that has had the unintended consequence of spawning a new race of people, and several forms of magic that were once thought to have been forgotten. Eskander Aradowsi is an agent of NIGHT, a paramilitary force created to contain and control this new perceived threat, but he soon learns that not all within his organization is as it seems. A botched mission turns out to be the least of his troubles, when he unearths a plot that threatens the uneasy truce between the aurics and humans of San Francisco, and centers on a form of magic that toys with the very fabric of the universe: Entromancy.
I fought to stay calm. I could hear my pulse pounding in my ears, matching the drumming in my temple, and I kept forgetting to breathe. I hedged, knowing that I could leave, taking the auric with me for questioning, but I wouldn’t have time to evacuate the people upstairs. I wasn’t familiar with being unsure of my next course of action, and I didn’t care for the feeling.
I had neither the time to give the defuse protocol another try nor the skillset to hack into the device and do it the hard way. I synced the timer with my digitab and saw the countdown appear in my lenses. Pocketing the digitab, I released my knee from the auric’s throat and grabbed him by the collar.
“What’s the code?” I snarled at him.
“What?” he said thickly. I could see the blood staining his white teeth.
“Don’t play stupid with me,” I said, shaking him. “What’s the code?”
“The hell, man? What code?”
I could see that he had no idea what I was talking about. I glanced back at the bomb and up at the time display. 21:27:24, three minutes and thirty-six seconds.
The auric craned his neck to follow my gaze, then looked at me. I could see understanding register in his eyes.
“We’re dead?” he queried.
I nodded absently, reaching for another ceridium capsule. Prying off a glove with my teeth, I reached out towards the device.
The auric’s hand shot up and grabbed weakly at my wrist. “You’re going to kill us, man!” he protested.
“Probably!” I looked back towards a side entrance next to the counter. “Can you open that?”
He hesitated, then nodded slightly.
“Do it,” I said. He got up slowly and trotted over to the door.
About the Author
M. S. Farzan was born in London, UK and grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area. He has a B.A. in Integrative Biology, M.A. in Religious Leadership for Social Change, and Ph.D. in Cultural and Historical Studies of Religions. He has written and worked for high-profile video game companies and editorial websites such as Electronic Arts, Perfect World Entertainment, and MMORPG.com, and has trained in and taught Japanese martial arts for over ten years. He also enjoys soccer, baseball, and games of all kinds.
This is the first book by M.S. Farzan that I have read. If you count Hunger Games, this is the second science fiction book I have read.
This was a quick and easy book to read.
Each chapter had a quote at the beginning. I believe the quote made the chapter easier to follow.
The book also contained clever dialogue, use of magic and a character from Michigan. All of which made the book interesting.
I would like to read the next two books in this trilogy.
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