Blood of Heaven (#01 in Fire Of Heaven Series)
Mysterious blood has been discovered on the remains of an ancient religious artifact. Some believe it is the blood of Christ. And experiments with specific genes from the blood have brought surprising findings. Now it's time to introduce those genes...
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Mysterious blood has been discovered on the remains of an ancient religious artifact. Some believe it is the blood of Christ. And experiments with specific genes from the blood have brought surprising findings. Now it's time to introduce those genes into a human.Enter Michael Coleman: multiple killer, death-row resident . . . and, if he is willing, human guinea pig.There are no promises. The effects may kill Coleman or completely destroy his sanity. He agrees to the experiment, with results so astonishing that the research must continue--but not in prison. Given a new identity and new employer, Katherine Lyon, Coleman reenters society. And that's when a plot far darker than science alone could construct begins to emerge.A carefully researched science and psychological thriller, Blood of Heaven is a nonstop page turner that looks deep into the heart of man, examining the nature of good and evil, flesh versus spirit, and the ever-growing controversy over genetically determined behavior.
"You come in here with some story about the blood of Christ, and you - ""No one said we had the blood of - "" - expect me to be your guinea pig?""Please, Mr. Coleman . . ." Murkoski swallowed. He appeared to be regrouping, trying to start again. He threw a nervous look at O''Brien, who sat beside him in one of the three fiberglass-molded chairs. They had been in the attorney/client room with Coleman for only thirty minutes, and the killer already had Murkoski on the ropes, looking like a fool.And not just Murkoski. O''Brien had underestimated the man as well. They had carefully researched him, studied his psychological profile, medical workup, X rays, blood chemistry; they had even run covert EKGs, EEGs, PETs, and a CAT scan on him last summer. Clinically, they knew everything they could know about the man.But, like most people, they had erred in assuming that multiple killers were ignorant animals with underdeveloped mental skills. After all, here he sat - ribs taped, nose broken, one eye still swollen shut. How could somebody like this possibly be an intellectual equal? Unfortunately, neither of them had taken into account an inmate''s worst enemy: time. Next to sleeping, the best killers of time were reading, writing, and learning the skills of fellow prisoners. Whether it was the careful, step-by-step procedure for making a bomb, courtesy of Hector Garcia, or the intricate nuances of the Nebraska legal system, garnered from the books in the prison library, years of reading and listening had sharpened Michael Coleman''s intellect to a razor''s edge. Then, of course, there was the psychological gamesmanship he''d acquired in running the Row. All this to say, that in less than half an hour, he had reduced Murkoski, the boy genius, into an agitated knot of frustration.The kid was flailing; O''Brien decided to step in. "Mr. Coleman. Regarding the identity of the blood. We can only say that it is extremely old, and that - "" ''A couple thousand years,'' you said.""Yes, but - ""So how were you able to keep it from disintegrating? And don''t tell me you found it inside some mosquito embalmed in tree sap. I saw that movie, too."O''Brien took a long breath, but before he could answer, Murkoski jumped back into the fray. The kid never gave up. "The blood was sealed in candle wax. A small section of vine with fragments of bloodstained thorns was encased in the substance. We suspect it was revered as some sort of religious artifact for centuries. Kept on an altar where dripping candles inadvertently covered and sealed a portion of it.""And what altar would that be?""Pardon me?""Where?""The southern deserts of Egypt. A monastery. The same one that claims to house St. Mark''s bones.""How convenient.""No, it wasn''t convenient. Not at all, Mr. Coleman." Murkoski''s voice rose, trembling. "A lot of people risked their lives to bring it to us, and if you''re not interested in helping, then we''ll find somebody who is. In case you don''t know, there are three thousand other inmates on death row."Coleman opened his hands and closed them quietly. "Three thousand twenty-six. Perhaps you should contact one of them."Murkoski blinked. Coleman had just called his bluff. Of all the nerve. Murkoski appeared livid, but O''Brien was more impressed than angry. Coleman had no idea how many months they''d researched him, nor the time constraints they were now working under. And yet he''d uncovered Murkoski''s vulnerable underside, pressed all his buttons, and taken control of the conversation - in record time. The man was far more clever than they had imagined.O''Brien cleared his throat and tried again. "Mr. Coleman - whoever''s blood it is, and we can''t say for certain, we do know that this individual had a genetic makeup slightly different from the rest of us." He could feel Coleman''s eyes searching him, looking for a crevice, for a weakness to take hold of. But he held Coleman''s stare and kept his voice even as he went into the details. "Human DNA molecules consist of over
The blood on an ancient religious artifact is believed to belong to Jesus. When examined, genetic scientists concede that the owner had no earthly father. Portions of the blood's DNA are reproduced and injected into a human guinea pig, Michael Coleman, a multiple killer on Death Row. The results are so astonishing that Coleman is released to continue the experiment. It is only then that he realizes the darker and more sinister purpose of the research.
Bill Myers is the author of the humorously imaginative The Incredible Worlds of Wally McDoogle series, which currently numbers 27 episodes and over 2.1 million units sold. He is also the creator and writer of the McGee and Me! video/dvd series. Myers is a director as well as a writer, and his films have won over forty national and international awards. He has written more than 50 books for kids, teens, and adults. Myer's work is enjoyed by millions around the world. He lives with his wife and two daughters in Southern California.- Publisher.