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Biotime 37: “He took a final look at the child, and pushed the drawer closed”

Here is the next delicious droplet of my sci-fi novel Biotime.  If you’ve missed the rest, check out the story so far.

Doctor Suleikin – the man in the boat – and his accomplice Dr Patel check a cargo at Hiep Phuoc Port Industrial Park.  ‘It turns out the case for throwing production units overboard is very weak, actually,’ Patel says. ‘Since our last round in the Mekong Delta, prices are up twenty five percent. It seems that there will, indeed, always be a demand for Biotime.’

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Biotime.  The future, today.  Excerpt 37


Doctor Boris Suleikin stood up as the blood-red sun sank behind the dilapidated warehouses of the Hiep Phuoc Port Industrial Park.

‘We need to start loading. Think it’s dark enough yet?’

‘No.’ Dr Patel was watching the New York Biotime markets. ‘We must wait for nightfall.’

‘The amount we pay these people, they’d see nothing if we loaded the ship in broad daylight.’

‘It is not the local authorities we need to worry about. It is the Americans. They still have a few functioning satellites.’

‘I still can’t see why Pandang want us to ship tonight, with only half a load.’

‘It is to do with prices.’ Patel looked up from the holo. ‘Have you seen what is happening in New York?’

‘Don’t tell me. You see an investment opportunity.’

‘I was simply going to point out that you were right, and I was wrong.’ Patel smiled. ‘It turns out the case for throwing production units overboard is very weak, actually. Since our last round in the Mekong Delta, prices are up twenty five percent. It seems that there will, indeed, always be a demand for Biotime.’


Biotime 36: “You’d Have to be Mad to Fly”

Tuesday – so here is the next droplet of my dystopic sci-fi novel Biotime.  If you’ve missed the rest, check out the story so far.

Jake has thrown down the gauntlet to whoever destroyed the Hughes Procreation Center.  He showed his face to the media and promised to come after them.  Now, he knows they’re after him.  He changes ID, then flees from Santa Monica to New York City by long-distance autocab. In these days where every second you’re alive is beyond price, no life insurance company allows its clients to fly.  Only the One Lifers indulge in intense and dangerous habits…

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Biotime.  The future, today.  Excerpt 36


Jake awoke outside Tucumcari to find his body dank with sweat and the arid scrub alongside the Interstate bathed in moonlight. It was 3.43 a.m. Long-distance autocabs were so safe they were permitted to travel at up to 60 miles an hour. But with refuelling stops, the trip would still take two days. Desperately slow; but like the slogan said, You’d Have to be Mad to Fly. Most life insurance companies would not allow it if you had significant life expectancy.

He’d been dreaming again. His parents’ dead bodies on a viewing platform, rotten and decayed.   In the visitors’ chairs, the corpses of Ed and Abigail. Only the security guards were the same, their leather uniforms gleaming, Big Frights ready. (more…)

Biotime 35: “Man who not know what he want get nothing”

Tuesday, and time for the next droplet of my dystopic sci-fi novel Biotime.  If you’ve missed the rest, read the story so far.

Gangland boss KY Sutanto summons lieutenants Bean and Athena to tackle Jake Moonrath’s live challenge to whoever destroyed the Hughes Procreation Center in Santa Monica and its 10,290 residents.  But can KY trust his people?  Athena, a former female access product turned assassin, may have her own agenda.

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Biotime.  The future, today.  Excerpt 35

The new arrival was a stocky man whose eyes were permanently narrowed, as if confronting bad news or bright light. A black singlet exposed powerful arms, liberally endowed with the same curly red hair which sprouted from his head. Amidst the freckles which peppered his left shoulder was a tattoo of a severed hand transfixed by a hunting knife. He scratched his head and looked at KY, who was standing on one leg with his hands together at his breast as if in prayer.

‘KY. You called for me.’

‘Thank you, Bean.’ KY opened his eyes and lowered the leg which had been raised. Behind him a slab of meat fell to the deck, appearing to throw a spray of gore towards them both. ‘Come.’


Biotime 34: Would killing 10,290 people increase house prices?

Welcome to the next droplet of my dystopic sci-fi novel Biotime.  If you’ve missed the rest, check out the story so far.

Biotime enforcement agent Jake Moonrath knows that he is the only “informal” Biotime enforcement agent left on the planet: the other 11 were erased in the same instant as the attack on the Hughes Procreation Center in Santa Monica.

Someone has killed plus 10,290 mothers, infants, medical staff and visitors to increase the price of Biotime.  Now they’re after Jake.  Instead of hiding, he decides to rattle their cage.  Go Jake!

Meanwhile at Moon Beach resort, gangland boss KY Sutanto watches whale hunting and indulges in other time-rich activities as he waits for his henchmen to arrive – including Athena, the woman who watched as Santa Monica was destroyed.

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Biotime.  The future, today.  Excerpt 34

When Jake left the Rescue Center he saw dozens of holo crews gathered beyond the cordon. In the absence of new developments, they had formed a glittering armadillo of recording equipment focused on the two rescuers with the net-on-a-pole inside the razor-wire fence. The objects of their attention were competing to deliver the most newsworthy sound-bite.

‘Not a snowball in hell’s chance of anything coming out of this stuff alive,’ the tall man said. He had untidy grey hair and gold-framed glasses. ‘Frankly, we’re wasting our time poking around in there.’

‘Still warm.’ When the smaller man spoke, the cams had to pan down to him. ‘About the only sign of life you’ll find.’

The tall man nodded. ‘Still warm.’


Biotime 33: ‘A 40-storey building melted into peanut butter’

Welcome to the next droplet of my dystopic sci-fi novel Biotime.  If you’ve missed the rest, read the story so far.

Jake Moonrath, having adopted the identity of Michael Novak – a man killed in the destruction of the Hughes Procreation Center in Santa Monica – visits the rescue pod to try and find what has happened.  Could the atrocity be linked to the fact that the killing of 10,290 mothers, infants medical staff and visitors has sent Biotime prices in the US rocketing?  Since everyone in the US owns Biotime – in the form of their own lives – everyone just got richer.  But who benefits the most?

Jake has an idea.  Now it’s time to strike back.

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Biotime.  The future, today.  Excerpt 33

‘My name’s Michael Novak. My wife and child are missing.’ Jake tapped his bracelet. ‘I’m grieving. I’m angry. And I’m coming in.’ A dozen holo crews were crowding around. Jake stepped forward. The cop hesitated, and Jake was inside. When the news teams made to follow, one of the traffic police unholstered a Big Fright, and everyone froze.

Except Jake. ‘You can’t disable me,’ he said. ‘I’m bereaved.’ He entered the rescue center before the cop had a chance to consider this further.

The interior of the pod was crammed with emergency personnel, communications equipment and holo images. Jake saw a huddle of men in one corner in what looked like army uniforms. Everyone seemed to be shouting.

‘Mr Novak!’ A man with a bushy moustache was approaching, wearing a bright yellow firefighter’s helmet emblazoned with the words John McNeill Chief Rescuer. ‘You’re alive! This is great news.’ He grasped Jake’s hand in a two-handed grasp and shook it vigorously. ‘You just doubled our survival ratio.’


Biotime: ‘A deceptive air of calm lay over Santa Monica’

Here is another droplet of my dystopic sci-fi novel Biotime.  If you’ve missed the rest, read the whole, awesome story so far.

Biotime Informal agent Jake Moonrath debates with his boss Devonte Ray, head of the Home Security Bureau of the Central Authority, how to respond to the killing of 10,290 people at the Hughes Procreation Center.  Devonte tells Jake he’s on his own – only one other Informal agent is left alive.  But when Jake arrives at the scene of the disaster he finds – nothing.  Nothing whatsoever.

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Biotime.  The future, today.  Excerpt 32

‘I can’t understand why he’s still President of the Central Authority. He hasn’t done a day’s work for two centuries.’

‘He is President, Jake, first, because he was a political appointee. Second, because there is no candidate to replace him. Third, and most important, during his time in office the Central Authority has thrived. Gone from strength to strength. A runaway success. He’s a figurehead. An icon. An institution.’

‘But why not put in someone with ideas?’

‘Never underestimate the desirability of doing nothing, Jake. Put in someone with ideas at the top, and anything can happen.’


Biotime: 7 juicy quotes

I’ve so far published thirty one droplets of my dystopic sci-fi novel Biotime.  Thousands of readers love it!  You can read it here.

Here by way of a teaser are seven more juicy Biotime quotes.  If you want earlier quotations, google “juicy Biotime” and you’ll find ’em.  Have fun.

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7 Juicy Quotes from Biotime Chapter Headings

Chapter 9

Harlem’s cocktail of indolence and frenzy owes much to the presence of the Central Authority Buildings. Several factors led the Authority to locate here its first foray into large-scale Biotime manufacture. Most important were the low Absolute Wealth Levels, immortalised in the famous Harlem refrain, “What we got? We got fuck AWL”.

Kool’s New York – Zenon Kool, Schlaraffenland Press (out of print)

Chapter 10

Build Your Future on a Rock Biotime Futures PortfolioTM(1)

(1) Warning: Biotime prices can go down as well as up

Rock Savings Corporation: advertising brochure

Chapter 11

Once something exists, it will be used.

Biotime Legalisation Campaign T-shirt (National Museum of American History)

Chapter 12

The idea of an exciting future is all very well, but some of us have enough trouble dealing with the present. In fact, to me, the idea of postponing the future often seems attractive.

President George 424 Campaign Leaflet

Chapter 13

It’s good to be cautious about the future. But when people start trying to postpone it, it’s time to start worrying.

One Lifer Hope Deadman

Chapter 14

It was clear that the best way to prevent exploitation of donors would be to ensure they received the highest possible price for the Biotime they contributed.

A Brief History of Biotime (Various authors, out of print)

Chapter 15

‘My opponent says the Central Authority has too much power, and that this is somehow bad for the United States. I say to her: if you want to know why we should thank God for everything the Central Authority has done, go take a look at Europe. If you dare.’

President George

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