Dead Sound. 


Title: Dead Sound
Author: Anise Eden
Genre: Suspense Thriller
Release Date: October 12, 2021
Cover Designer: BookSmith Design

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The tender scars on her abdomen throb as memories of the attack come rushing back, flooding her mind and sending her heart racing… 

Psychotherapist Neve Keane knew that returning to work at the hospital after being stabbed by a patient would be difficult. But entering her unit only to be surrounded by a crowd of people claiming they need her help to stop the apocalypse— that’s more than she bargained for. 

When the crowd’s leader turns out to be a mutual patient of Neve and her best friend, streetwise Irish doctor Cornelius O’Brien, they are both pulled into a Byzantine plot that transforms Capitol Hill General into a dangerous place where threats and betrayals lurk around every corner.
 
Then their mutual patient falls into a mysterious coma, and the clues he left behind lead Neve and Cornelius straight into Washington, DC’s ugly underbelly, a world of shadowy political forces with long arms and deadly intentions. 

As they race to unravel the threads of a sinister conspiracy that leads from their hospital all the way to the White House, Neve and Cornelius realize they might be fighting to stop the end of the world, after all—provided they can survive the week with targets on their backs.

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The rich aromas of roasted coffee beans and steamed milk stood in welcome contrast to the sharp smells of the ICU. What a way to start the morning. Something had unraveled inside me, seeing Amos lying unconscious on that bed, as helpless and out of place as a starfish stranded on a dry beach. And I’d never seen Con so uncertain about the reasons behind a patient’s clinical presentation. Frankly, it scared me. After all, he was a leading expert and knew Amos’s case well. If he couldn’t figure out what was going on, what hope did anyone else have? 

Ruminating about it would do no good, however. I forced myself to focus not on the things that were out of my control but on what I could do—specifically, what I could do for Amos. It was time to stick my neck out. I cleared my throat and leaned in close to Con. 

“Do you know any hackers?” I whispered the last word, not wanting to be overheard by the barista. She didn’t seem like the gossiping type, but I didn’t want to take any chances. 

Con’s head snapped up. “What?” 

“Hackers,” I hissed. “Do you know any?” 

As his eyebrows rose, he leaned back against his chair. The wood made a sharp cracking sound, but it held. “Why on earth would I know a hacker?” 

“I don’t know. Maybe you don’t. But you seem to know a lot of computer people, and I didn’t know who else to ask.”  

“Ah, Jaysus.” His expression darkened. “You’re not being harassed online, are you?” 

“No. Why would you think that?” 

“Then what kind of trouble are you in?” 

I shook my head. “I’m not in any trouble.” 

“What in hell’s name do you need a hacker for, then?” 

“It’s not for me.” 

“Ah, well.” His expression flattened into a perfect poker face. “In that case, I don’t know any hackers.” 

“Oh for God’s sake.” I wrapped my hands around my mug and stared down at the table. “Fine. Forget I asked. I’ll just figure out how to get on the dark web and hire one myself.” 

I could feel Con’s eyes drilling a hole in the top of my head. “Oh no you won’t.” 

“Oh yes I will.” I raised my gaze to meet his. “It’s for Amos.” 

Rarely had I seen Con so taken by surprise. “What?” 

“The homework he gave me. It’s encrypted, and I need someone to un-encrypt it.” 

“You mean decrypt it.” 

“Yeah, okay. That.” 

“Even unconscious, Amos can’t stop making trouble, can he?” he asked with a mix of affection and frustration. “What’s this homework?” 



Following the advice to “write what you know,” ANISE EDEN authors psychological suspense and paranormal romance novels. Her qualifications include growing up in the countryside where rattlesnakes and cougars jumped out of nowhere; living with family members who are a little bit psychic; and having her life saved on more than one occasion by her SEAL Team of guardian angels.

After college, Anise soaked up life in NYC, Washington DC, and points in between. She tried her hand at grooming horses, scooping ice cream, and designing billboards before returning to school to become a psychotherapist. Though she left that field after many rewarding years, Anise remains a passionate mental health advocate.

Continuing her real-life adventures, Anise is now exploring life in Ireland with her husband and their small, benevolent canine dictator. While her books have won multiple awards, Anise’s propensity for dropping glass objects while barefoot makes it highly likely that her next win will be a Darwin Award.



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