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Prologue – The Test

She eyed the empty glass as he lowered it to the table.

The wet mark where his mouth met the rim. Would it be enough?

Moire Anders stood up from the table, taking her half-finished lunch to the sink. Food held little appeal with the thoughts running laps through her mind — the thoughts they’d told her not to think anymore. 

Should she take the risk? She could leave well enough alone, ignore the warnings in her head, and live as she had done for the past several years. Safely. Freely. 

You aren’t safe, and you most definitely aren’t free.

She didn’t want to be taken back to the Ward, but neither could she deny the certainty of what was going on, of what had been done to her. If she could prove it, though…

Then what? Who would believe her? There were times she didn’t believe it herself.

“Done with this?” she asked, placing her hand well below the lip shadow at the rim of the glass with as much care as if preparing to pick up an injured fledgling.

Neil flicked his gaze from the newspaper to the tumbler, gave a sharp nod of his head, then returned his attention to his reading.

The glass shook as Moire lifted it from the table. She told herself it was stupid to be nervous. He drank a glass of water with every meal. She’d have plenty of chances to do this. But, she reminded herself, not many when Xavier would be sound asleep instead of under her feet asking what she was doing and why she was doing it with every movement.

No, it had to be this lunch, this glass.

Her and Xavier’s samples waited in the envelope for Neil’s to join them. She only needed to swab the rim, seal up the packet, then mail off the paternity test kit. 

Angled to keep Neil in her field of vision, tensed and ready to toss the test swab under a kitchen towel if he got up, Moire’s hands trembled. She should drop this madness. It wasn’t too late. Just toss the kit into the trash and move on with her life. 

No, Moire. The swab. Just hold the swab, swirl the cotton tip over the saliva on the glass. You deserve to—

Neil flicked his newspaper to straighten it. Moire bit her lip to stop herself from crying out in fright at the unexpected crinkling snap that blared like an alarm through the kitchen. 

She darted a glance at her husband. Still seated. Still reading. The swab quivered in her hand.

I can’t do this. I can’t. Just pack up the kit and toss it in the trash. Don’t ask questions if you can’t handle all possible answers.

Moire then remembered her sister. She remembered where they had been confined for five months. 

And who had signed the papers to put them there.

The anger stirred by the memory steadied her hands. 

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If you’re captivated by The X-Files and The Handmaid’s Tale, if you enjoy peeling back the layers of an otherworldly mystery, or if you’ve ever doubted what you’ve been told is true, you’ll find yourself gripped by Day Sixteen, a modern day thriller with a supernatural twist.

A Supernatural Thriller

Coming July 2022

Available for pre-order on select retailers

About the Book

At first, Moire’s sleepwalking incidents don’t faze her. She’s never had them before, so surely they’ll pass. But when she notices they keep happening on a certain day, she wonders if there’s something more to her nightly wanderings.

Then there’s her husband Neil’s research project at the fertility clinic, his strange reaction to her taking birth control pills, and, wait… has he been tracking her cycle?

As further troubling events and coincidences plague Moire’s sleeping and waking world, her paranoia mounts. Paranoia Neil insists is a clear sign that Moire needs help.

Moire knows she needs to get a grip, that what she believes is too crazy to be true, but when people close to her start disappearing, she realizes she’s in a fight for her mind and her body, and that what’s been happening is more disturbing than she could have imagined.

Grab your copy of Day Sixteen today to discover what happens when everything they told you was crazy, turns out to be true.