Sealed Up + Giveaway
Title: Sealed Up
Author: Steve Dunn Hanson
Publisher: Independent
Pages: 402
Genre: Action/Adventure/Suspense
Author: Steve Dunn Hanson
Publisher: Independent
Pages: 402
Genre: Action/Adventure/Suspense
The Da Vinci Code unsettles. SEALED UP shakes to the core!
UCLA anthropologist Nathan Hill, in a funk since his young wife’s death, learns of staggering millennia-old chronicles sealed up somewhere in a Mesoamerica cliff. This bombshell rocks him out of his gloom, and he leads a clandestine expedition to uncover them. What are they? Who put them there? No one knows. But, self-absorbed televangelist Brother Luke, who funds the expedition, thinks he does. If he’s right, his power-hunger will have off-the-charts gratification.
Striking Audra Chang joins Nathan in his pursuit and brings her own shocking secret. As they struggle through a literal jungle of puzzles and dead ends, she finds herself falling in love with Nathan. Her secret, though, may make that a non-starter.
When a shaman with a thirst for human sacrifice, and a murderous Mexican drug lord with a mysterious connection to Brother Luke emerge, the expedition appears doomed. Yet Nathan is convinced that fate—or something—demands these inscrutable chronicles be unearthed.
And if they are . . . what shattering disruption will they unleash?
Intricately layered and remarkably researched, this enthralling suspense-driven and thought provoking tour de force begs a startling question: Could it happen?
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My Review
I was really interested in checking this book out. However, when I actually picked up the book and started reading it, something changed. At first, I thought that it was me and my "reading attitude". The one where you are not in the right frame of mind to read a book but when you are in the right mind the book can look and feel like a brand new one.
Sadly, this was not the case. I picked this book up again after a break only to find that no matter how much I tried, I could not find any interest in the story or the characters. It was like I was seeing the words on the pages but they were not sticking in my head. I was just going through the motions. By the half way point something of a slight interest started to get to me but without the interest of the characters, it was lost on me. If the characters had excited me and the action started sooner, I would be saying different things about this book.
Amazon
My Review
I was really interested in checking this book out. However, when I actually picked up the book and started reading it, something changed. At first, I thought that it was me and my "reading attitude". The one where you are not in the right frame of mind to read a book but when you are in the right mind the book can look and feel like a brand new one.
Sadly, this was not the case. I picked this book up again after a break only to find that no matter how much I tried, I could not find any interest in the story or the characters. It was like I was seeing the words on the pages but they were not sticking in my head. I was just going through the motions. By the half way point something of a slight interest started to get to me but without the interest of the characters, it was lost on me. If the characters had excited me and the action started sooner, I would be saying different things about this book.
About the Author
I've lived in
places that grew me . . . from a small Idaho farm town, a run-down neighborhood
in St. Louis, and a middle-class southern California community, to Sydney,
Australia, and Bucharest, Romania. My experiences are as varied as the places
I've lived. I have a hopper full of "reality" including being a
volunteer jail chaplain and flying with a U.S. presidential candidate in his
small plane when an engine conked out. And all of this is fodder for my
writing.
My latest book is
the action/adventure/suspense novel, Sealed
Up.
Book Excerpt:
“How much farther?”
Paul’s shirt was soaked from sweat.
Itzel
looked at him and laughed. “Just like Torrance, huh?” Paul rolled his eyes.
“The cenote.”
Ichika pointed to a three-foot-wide path that was recently cut through the
brush. They followed it as it turned to the left then sharply to the right. The
sinkhole loomed in front of them. The water, a huge blue sapphire, sparkled 15
feet below. Thick emerald-green growth reached down the sinkhole’s sides, but
where they were standing, the vegetation had been cleared all the way to the
water’s surface.
Paul stood
at the cenote’s edge and stared down into the bowl. “You slipped here,
you’d go all the way in.”
Itzel
shuddered and pulled back; thoughts of her father overwhelming her. Was this
what it was like where he fell? She trembled and turned away from the cenote.
“Let’s leave.”
Paul looked
at her and understood. He almost said something about his stupidity, but
decided one foot in his mouth was enough. He motioned for Ichika to take them
back the way they came. He put his arm around Itzel, and she leaned her head
against him.
“Where are
the ruins?” Paul asked. Ichika didn’t say anything, just pointed ahead. The
brush and ferns that surrounded them were head high and prevented their seeing
anything except along the trail. As they turned to go to where they first
entered the path, Kish’s men stood waiting. Ikan, Muluc, and Yochi had
machetes, and Gukumatz held a tranquilizer gun.
Paul and
Itzel stopped. Ichika, her eyes fastened on the ground, kept going until she
stood on the other side of the men. She turned back toward Itzel but wouldn’t
look at her. “What’s going on?” Paul demanded in Spanish as he stepped in front
of Itzel. Gukumatz raised his gun and shot a dart into Paul’s stomach. Paul
flinched at the pain and looked down at his stomach. “What the ....” Paul
yanked the dart out and threw it on the ground. A small circle of blood soaked
through his shirt. He lunged at Gukumatz and swung his forearm around catching
him on the bridge of his nose. Blood spurted from Gukumatz’s nostrils as he
fell to the ground; a gash flaring open on top of his nose. Ikan and Yochi
dropped their machetes and jumped Paul.
“What are
you doing?” Itzel yelled in Lacandón. “Where is Kish?” Muluc grabbed her and
threw his arm around her neck, holding her from behind.
“Don’t you
hurt her!” Ichika screamed, as she advanced on him. Gukumatz stood up and wiped
his nose with his sleeve; blood soaking through his shirt to his skin. His
stare at Paul was chilling, and he swore at him in Spanish. Paul tried to get
up to come at him. It was all the two men could do to keep him down even though
his strength was ebbing. Gukumatz turned away from Paul and pulled a cartridge
and a dart from the bag on his shoulder and loaded them into his gun. He walked
to Itzel and shoved Ichika aside. He lowered the gun and shot the dart into
Itzel’s stomach. She flinched at the pain and stared at Gukumatz. “You pig!”
she spat.
Within a
few minutes Paul and Itzel were unconscious. Gukumatz pulled the GPS trackers
from their belts, turned them off, and slammed them against a rock. He grunted
as he picked up Itzel and slung her across his shoulder. The other three men
lifted Paul. They headed to the platform ruins.
The place
of sacrifice.
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