They’re desperate to flush out the lie. But the price of uncovering the truth could be worse than death.
DEA Special Agent Peter Malloy is no stranger to the devastating impact of drugs. So when six bodies turn up with surgical ports in their spines, he’s sure a potent new opioid is the culprit. But when lab tests show zero evidence of any known narcotics, he fears something far more sinister.
Allison Stevens thought she knew everything about her boss. But after he turns fugitive to flee federal charges, she’s stunned to discover his secret genetic research in pain tolerance. Although the FBI watches her every move, she’s obsessed with finding what else he’s hiding … despite the unknown dangers.
Their search for answers leads them to a dark, disturbing cult, where true believers seem perilously addicted to suffering, devoted to becoming Pure.
Will Malloy and Stevens unravel this secret in time to stop the atrocities?
…Or maybe some secrets are better left hidden.
The Pain Colony is a riveting dark suspense novel that moves at an unrelenting pace—you’ll be plunged into terrifying twists of modern science, chilling tension, and shocking revelations that will grip you long after you finish the book.
Buy The Pain Colony today and read what thriller fans are hailing as the best ending since The Sixth Sense!
Targeted Age Group:: 18+
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
As a former pharmaceutical executive of 15 years, I have firsthand experience with cutting edge medical advances. But it wasn’t until I took an interest in CRISPR and the near future implications of genetic engineering that I became inspired to write a suspense thriller. This story might sound like disturbing fiction, but the technology and science are very real.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
My main character, Allison Stevens, is based on an inquisitive, ambitious biotech executive I worked with for years. She was determined to get into trouble because she couldn't just do what she was told. And her constant struggle with ethics of new drug development just kept her constantly on the radar of "management."
My character, DEA Agent Peter Malloy, is based on a slightly grumpy, burned out professor I worked with. He was dedicated to his job, determined to teach young minds in his old-fashioned way, but had a heart of gold.
And Layla, well…I'll just let you see if you can get inside her mind…
Layla felt a squeeze on her shoulder. “Layla, love, are you with us this morning?”
She opened her eyes, startled, and glanced around the cavernous community room, her head cloudy. Brother James rested his hand on her back and smiled down at her tenderly. Others around the room eyed her.
“Out partying too late last night?” he asked with good-natured suspicion.
The others giggled at the ludicrous suggestion. There was no partying during induction. No drugs, no alcohol, and no sex.
Her face turned beet red and she lowered her eyes to her legs. “I’m so sorry, Brother James.”
His soft voice didn’t falter. She’d never heard him speak anything but kind words. “No need to be sorry, beautiful girl. I can only assume you were with the Father.”
He glided to the lectern, where he picked up a heavy wooden rod and addressed the whole room. “Shall we begin? Today is Tuesday, and you know what that means. Let’s line up.”
Layla hopped up, ignoring the pins and needles that stung the soles of her feet, and shuffled toward the front of the room, intent on being first to show her commitment to devotions after that shameful daydream.
Brother James gave her a crisp nod as he gestured for her to sit on the austere wrought iron stool. “Layla, the Father is very pleased with you today. I’ve witnessed a warmth from him this morning. Today’s caning will bring you closer to him.”
It was a great commendation coming from Brother James. He was pure, and as such, he had the immense privilege of communicating directly with the Father.
“I am at his will.” She inhaled deeply and aligned her toes at the edge of the black rubber mat. Brother James liked precision.
The inductees chanted in unison. “With pain comes peace.”
She exhaled to the count of four and looked Brother James in the eye. She steeled herself.
He lifted the cane over his head and brought it down hard across her shins. She winced ever so slightly.
“Thank you, Layla, for your devotion to purification.” He gave her a satisfied smile.
“With gratitude comes the Father’s love.”
Layla rose with a respectful nod and returned to her spot without limping as the canings continued.
“Crystal, welcome. The Father is with you.”
“I am at his will,” Crystal croaked. Her head was lowered, and Layla assumed her eyes were squeezed shut. Most new inductees had trouble with their first few canings.
Layla couldn’t suppress a grin as she rolled onto her newly inflamed shins. She breathed deeply to release the pain and closed her eyes.
Her day was off to an outstanding start.
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