The US government recruits psychics to find spies during WWII.
Opening herself to ridicule by revealing she’s clairvoyant is the last thing U.S. WAVES Lieutenant Livvy Delacourt wants, but when Uncle Sam needs her skill to track Nazi spies, she jumps in with both feet.
JoAnn Smith Ainsworth experienced food ration books, Victory Gardens and black-out sirens as a child. These memories help her create vivid descriptions of time and place for her award-winning, WWII paranormal suspense series wherein the U.S. government recruits psychics to hunt down Nazi spies. 1. Expect Trouble was a runner-up in the 2016 Shelf Unbound Best Indie Book Competition and a semi-finalist in the East Texas Writers Guild first-chapter contest. 2. Expect Deception was a finalist in the 2016 Best Book Award in the category of Mystery/Suspense and a finalist in the East Texas Writers Guild first-chapter contest. 3. Expect Betrayal released during the pandemic. 4. Expect Obsession was finalist at 2022 Global Book Awards. 5. Expect Treachery is being written. Ms. Ainsworth is the author of eight published novels. Expect Betrayal (Book 3) will release in 2020. She has B.A. and M.A.T. degrees in English and has completed her M.B.A. studies. She lives in northern California. To learn more, please visit https://www.joannsmithainsworth.com.
New to this top secret assignment and not fully briefed by command, Trey feels out of his depth. Bombs and their destruction were not part of his engineering studies at Dartmouth.
Book Excerpt
Expect Trouble
The worst of the trauma past, Trey looked around at the men in the warehouse. His jangled nerves had settled after having been knocked down by the blast. He patted his left jacket pocket and found his trusty slide rule had miraculously stayed in place. As long as he could calculate roots, logarithms and trigonometry, the world would get back to normal.
A bomb expert wearing body armor crouched over the shattered apparatus and gestured toward the device. “This is nasty. It looks small, but it packs a wallop. It was intended to take out the structural wall and collapse the ceiling. You’d have lost the soundness of the whole building if that wall had come down.”
“Our lives, too, if we’d been closer,” Trey said.
“We were lucky the bomb misfired and didn’t release its full charge.” Mr. Lesisko appeared haggard from the ordeal.
“Someone knew the best way to cripple us. Our airplane production would’ve been halted for weeks, maybe even months, if we’d had to scrounge around for replacement inventory.” The military man who spoke had been introduced to Trey as the naval officer overseeing the operation of the NAMU plant. He’d had other obligations that morning and hadn’t joined the inspection tour. Those other obligations lost priority after the bomb went off.
“It’s someone with access to this warehouse,” the bomb expert said.
“All of our employees are vetted for security clearances,” Mr. Lesisko said.
“The delivery men, too?” Trey wondered if those drivers went through background checks. “Can they get this far in?”
“They unload here,” Mr. Lesisko said.
The military man pulled out a pencil and made a note on a tablet. “I’ll get security checks started on the delivery men.”
“In the meantime,” Trey said to the plant manager, “have your people stop the delivery trucks outside the gate and check every carton. Your men should store the supplies in the warehouses themselves until the delivery workers get cleared.”
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