In this thrilling sequel to Power of Three, Shannon Kendricks has won for Juneau one day of freedom from captivity at the Dickson Research Center in Alaska, and now it is time for Juneau to come home. But she hasn't returned.
As Shannon waits for Juneau in the Underwater Complex at the Dickson, an explosion of water roars through its corridors and sweeps Shannon out into the chilling Alaskan Sea.
At the same time, her alien friends, Essi and the mysterious Salesti, have returned to Earth. Essi is followed by two unknown aliens. Shannon’s former love, Luke Quintana, arrives unexpectedly. Juneau is threatened.
Once again Shannon embarks on a strange and life-threatening journey to save Essi, Juneau, the alien Roebor, planet earth, and FireWorld. In fulfilling her mission Shannon will suffer heartbreak and injury. Can she succeed?
Like her protagonist Shannon Kendricks, Cathy Parker is an attorney. She volunteered as a zoo keeper's aide for eight years and did have a very special beluga buddy, Mauyak. As to encounters with alien children, she is not saying. She was also a radio and print journalist and once was the 'Jill of all trades' for a small satellite paper in Wyoming. She did everything from taking to the photos to writing the articles and op-ed pieces to helping with layout and hauling the newspapers through blizzards once a week. As a result, she saw lambs being born and went on a cattle drive and ate her first (and last) Rocky Mountain Oyster. She has seen mountain gorillas in the wild in Rwanda and orangutans in Borneo and even rocked an orphaned baby orangutan to sleep on her chest. She has volunteered with a chimpanzee sanctuary for former research subjects. So you can see where her heart lies. Currently she is happy at home with her black brindle mastiff and her black cat. All similarities between her cat and Narcissus are purely and probably coincidental.
This excerpt from POWER MULTIPLIED, available for pre-order now, is from a passage where the heroine is caught in a California wildfire. California has had its share of wildfires in recent years, and now Australia is suffering mightily from terrible conflagrations. Rare animal species may actually go extinct from the blazes themselves, or the starvation and death from thirst that follows. Just today I read about three Americans who died when their air tanker, designed for watering the fires, crashed. I visited Australia some time ago. The people I met were gregarious and friendly and kind. I visited refuges where I could study species of animals that evolved nowhere else than on Australia's isolated continent. My first scuba diving experience ever was in the Great Barrier Reef. It is sometimes hard to feel what strangers far away are feeling in times of disaster. I have never been trapped in fire, but I have, as part of my work at one time, donned a fire helmet and turnouts and experienced a true fire from inside a burning room. I can connect the dots--to the residents of California and Australia, to the poor panicked animals trying to flee the flames. I can see the houses burning, I can smell the smoke. And my heart breaks. Help if you can.
Shannon lay still for what seemed like a very long time. She continued to cough in the smoky air, but other than that, she didn’t move; she couldn’t move. Maybe she would lie there undiscovered, until her bones sank back into the ditch, erasing all traces that she’d ever passed that way.