Better Than Chocolate
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by Bruce Golden
Category: Science Fiction/Suspense/Thriller
Description: Hunting down his partner's killer and investigating a pair of seemingly unrelated murders, SF Police Inspector Noah Dane stumbles onto a conspiracy that threatens all humanity. Chastity Blume, a celebrated talk show host known as "America's Favorite Virgin" discovers the sinister plot while searching for the mother she never knew. Along with Noah's new crime-fighting partner--a Marilyn Monroe celebudroid--they lead a cast of quirky characters towards a climax of comically sexy proportions, where all the clues point to an insanely popular new virtual reality experience that's "Better Than Chocolate."
eBook Publisher: Zumaya Publications/Zumaya Otherworlds, 2007
eBookwise Release Date: June 2007
8 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [451 KB]
Reading time: 278-389 min.
"Bruce Golden's gonzo police procedural of the future mixes aliens, sex and murder into a hard-punching satirical adventure that inserts its stilettos of critical wit so stealthily that you'll die laughing."--Paul Di Filippo, Hugo & Nebula finalist, and author of The Emperor of Gondwanaland and Other Stories.
" Well written novel, vivid characters and a satirical look at the future, Bruce Golden, is an author that I will be reading more of. "--Fallen Angel Reviews
"For those of you who want to peek into the future to see how the world fares on today's issues and be entertained while reading about it, Better Than Chocolate is the book I highly recommend. I recommend it to the mystery/crime/suspense lover as well."--Alternate-Read.com
A quintet of bikeroos pedaled past, each one blasting away. Bullets pinged all around him. Civilians were across the street, behind the thugs and close to his line of fire, so he took careful aim. The Eagle screamed twice. A pair of bikeroos jerked from their mounts. Their compatriots kept on going.
Back on his feet, Noah made certain the shooters weren't coming back. He looked over the pigeons he'd plucked. They weren't going anywhere but the morgue.
That's when Marilyn came running up--if you could call what she did in those heels running. She had the sonic stunner she'd been issued in her hand but looked dazed.
"You can put that whistle away," he told her, gesturing toward the two bodies. "Looks like I've made the Blue Scorpions' hit parade."
"The Blue Scorpions? That's the same gang that was involved in the incident where Inspector Budd was killed."
"Yeah," Noah said, holstering his weapon.
"But why?" Marilyn asked, still looking stunned by the whirlwind violence.
"Payback, street cred--who knows. But if they're shooting at you, you know you're doing something right."