Genre: Science Fiction Thriller
Publisher: Seven Guns Press
Reviewer: David L. Felts
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In a near and not too unlikely future, the middle east conflicts of today have continued to escalate until the fate of the United States is stake. Beset on all sides, Ex Army Colonel Keefer has a desperate plan, one that involves an abandoned mine outside the city of Resurrection, Colorado, high tech, and the unsuspecting citizens of the town.
Sheriff Rick Johnson is an ex-marine who fought in the Jihadi wars, and he has the PTSD and missing arm to show for it. When Keefer shows up in town, along with military helicopters and a veritable army of hazmat clad soldiers, Rick doesn’t buy the ex-colonel’s version of events. With the help of his ex-lover Cassie, who also happens to be a foremost scientist in the field of brain/computer interfaces, they risk their lives to figure out what Keefer is really up to.
Can they stop Keefer from executing his mad scheme and save the people of Resurrection, and, ultimately, the entire world?
Gunhus takes the reader careening down a bumpy road filled with danger and action, where the stakes are high, the villains altruistic (the most dangerous kind) and the heroes simply everyday people trying to stop something horrible from happening. He presents a scenario that is all too familiar already: a world torn by strife, where the U.S. is no longer the only super power, where China, Russia, and other nations are willing to do whatever is necessary to take over.
The company Cassie works for has made an astounding break-through, but Keefer seeks to use the stunning advance for his own ends.
All of this as the ring of authenticity, because it steers so close to what we’re experiencing right now. It doesn’t take a herculean effort of imagination to get to the world Gunhus shows us. That might be the most frightening aspect of all.
The result of all this is a quick paced book with high stakes that combines the best elements of futuristic speculation and action in the spirit of such works as those by Michael Crichton or James Rollins.
My only quibble? It was Tom Sawyer who witnessed his own funeral, not Huckleberry Finn.Share