DEBUT FICTION THRILLER:
A New Species of Suspense!
Debut fiction author J. E. Fishman has crafted a thrilling new novel, Primacy, that takes readers from New York City’s scenic Central Park to the jungles of The Congo River and thrusts them into one of the biggest debates of our time: How should humans treat animals?
In the fast-paced story researcher Liane Vinson thinks she can handle her big promotion to the primate lab at the world’s most secretive animal testing facility in Farmingdale, Long Island. Going along to get along, she’ll ignore both the vitriol of animal rights protestors outside Pentalon’s gates and the cold calculus her bosses use to distance themselves from their subjects.
But then one of her favorite animals, a bonobo she calls Bea, shocks Liane by demonstrating the ability to speak. To rescue Bea from the knife, Liane must shed her complacency and challenge CEO Axel Flickinger, who holds the power of life and death at Pentalon. Will Liane continue to follow the rules, sacrificing individual creatures to the supposedly greater good?
Imperiling her own life and that of her friend, veterinarian Mickey Ferrone, Liane turns renegade, eventually traveling from New York to Kinshasa in an effort to save a creature so unique that its very existence endangers an entire industry. Worse still, as Liane learns, this little ape threatens humans’ own primacy in nature.
Liane jumped down and joined the bonobo and they ran side by side and were fifty feet from the woods when Liane saw people moving between the trees. Her spirit rose with the hope that they were part of the FAULT crew, but as she rushed toward them she spotted the uniforms of Pentalon security.
Fear gripped her. She turned abruptly, crying out for Bea, and with the guards closing in from the trees they propelled themselves along the grass margin between the edge of the woods and the parking lot. Bea’s head of thick brown hair danced in the wind as she trundled along in exhilaration. Liane was breathing heavily, sweat coating her forehead.
As they turned the corner of the building, the rear loading dock and its primate lab entrance came into view. There was a great commotion: primate lab employees milling about the parking lot in their lab coat and uniforms, security guards barking into walkie-talkies, three FAULT protesters still fighting to resist apprehension. And there was Liane’s Honda, overlooked in the melee, right where she’d left it.
The sight of her and the bonobo sprinting for their lives froze the crowd in disbelief. Liane made straight for the car and threw open the driver’s side door. Bea stopped dead in her tracks.
“Get in,” Liane told her.
The ape stared.
“Oh, man, Bea,” Liane screamed, “get in the car!”
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