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Odyssey Bourne Force

Debbie Renner

ODYSSEY BOURNE FORCE

  Experience the Journey

  The Destination is only the Beginning (Book 1)

  Copyright 2011 Debbie Renner

  Thank you for purchasing this eBook. The author retains sole copyright to her contributions to this book. This work remains the copyrighted property of the author and may not be reproduced, scanned, or distributed for any commercial or non-commercial use without permission from the author. Quotes used in reviews are the exception. No alteration of content is allowed.

  This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.

  Acknowledgements

  To my parents Francis and Joy.

  Big thank you to the Gold Coast Writers Association, especially Joan, for her delightful design of my web site: www.debbierenner.com

  Dedication

  To the readers and their imagination. I hope you will enjoy this experience as much as I enjoyed creating it. Remember, when one experiences life as an exciting journey, who cares about the destination!

  The gift of fantasy has meant more to me than my talent or absorbing positive knowledge.

  —Albert Einstein

  Science is not only compatible with spirituality, it is a profound source of spirituality.

  —Carl Sagan

  Nothing is real if you don’t believe who you are. Only you can look in your heart and know the truth.

  —Author

  A glorious day it is–after finally locating the enigmatic Temple of Junghis, I am confident that by tomorrow it will reveal its secrets to me. It will be interesting to see if my peers will still scoff at my claims of its supernatural origins. —Excerpt from the personal journal of Dr. Peter Reynolds, Cairo, Egypt 17 September 1999

  Table of Contents

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-one

  Chapter Twenty-two

  Chapter Twenty-three

  Chapter Twenty-four

  Chapter Twenty-five

  Chapter Twenty-six

  Chapter Twenty-seven

  Chapter Twenty-eight

  Chapter Twenty-nine

  Chapter Thirty

  Chapter Thirty-one

  Chapter Thirty-two

  Chapter Thirty-three

  Chapter Thirty-four

  Chapter Thirty-five

  Chapter Thirty-six

  Chapter Thirty-seven

  Chapter Thirty-eight

  Chapter Thirty-nine

  Chapter Forty

  Chapter Forty-one

  Chapter Forty-two

  Chapter Forty-three

  Prologue

  Cathexis-the concentration of psychic energy

  Tomes-cutting/section

  4000 B.C.–Kingdom of the Old World, Earth

  In desperate haste, he tied the stolen rope around his neck, pulled tight, and jumped.

  Thirty seconds later, the spasmodic twitching halted as he died.

  He was lucky.

  He had left behind the soul destroying screams from slaves being terrorized within the deep underground cavern walls.

  Slowly worked to death.

  Hearing a commotion, Leah came running up and gasped. With heavy heart, she took in the human pendulum, still swinging to its own morbid rhythm. She slipped behind a rock as two of the slave masters appeared.

  They were always in control…ever watchful.

  One spat at the freshly dead body. “Weak!”

  A voice echoed behind her, “Salet…Leah?” They were never to let her out of their sight. Her sweat filled hands clutched at her pail of water.

  She stared back in shock at the lifeless man—one less soul who would not need her life giving water now.

  It all felt unreal. She had let him and all her people down. It was overwhelming.

  Her leadership had fallen, her fate was in the hands of a new, evil ruler, and her people were imprisoned in a perpetual nightmare. In her quiet desperation, she almost screamed. But she forced herself to silence. Even to speak against her rulers would bring a punishment to her people worse than death.

  Stay brave, she thought. Control the building, aching rage.

  That moment, her frustrated, overworked mind caressed a small, joyful memory of happier times. That steadied her strength of will.

  Poised on a priceless gold throne for all her loyal followers to gaze in awe at and with fine robes adorning her body, she ruled over the land with fairness and might. Together with Sidonio, her beloved consort, she brought sunlight to all and was destined to reign for years. It was the day of her birthday and a lavish party had been prepared.

  They never saw, never imagined the darkness, until it was too late.

  “LEAH!” The impatient voice broke her reverie.

  But Leah dropped her pail and collapsed to her knees as a vision took hold…probing red eyes stabbed into her brain, a swirling, choking mist encompassed her mind and body…complete helplessness coupled with a sickening release of freefall.

  Then, an inexplicable shot of euphoria and omnipotent, god-like power surged through her. She felt like she was being thrown down an endless tunnel with those piercing red eyes peering into her soul…

  Chapter 1—Kate