Fun Facts About Lynn and In the Defendant's Chair:
Alternate Ending- In my original manuscript, I had the main characters torture one of the men behind the plot. But the publisher didn't think it was true to life, thus it was deleted.
The Story Behind the Story - I came across an article on human-hybrids. The idea scares me to death. I researched the subject and what I discovered, frightened me more. This subject is something everyone should know about.
5 Facts about My Book That Might Surprise You
1. The scientific data in the novel is real
2. The idea of sitting in a defendant chair is one of my hidden fears
3. I consulted a real lawyer to help me make the book more real
4. The Philips Institute is a backer of the Skull & Crossbones Society at Yale
5. This novel took 3 1/2 years to write.
Authors That Have Inspired Me - Piers Anthony, the author of the Xanth series and Stephenie Meyer with the Twilight series both encouraged me to write.
My Favorite Book of all Time - Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone is my all time favorite.
My Top 10 Favorite Fictional Book Characters of All Time
1. Maddie Edwards - The Agency Series
2. Bell - Twilight Series
3. Edward - Twilight Series
4. Harry Potter - Harry Potter Series
5. Ayla - Clan of the Cave Bears
6. Magician Humphrey - Xanth Series
7. Haymitch - Hunger Games
8. Katniss - Hunger Games
9. Nancy Drew - Nancy Drew series
10. Frodo - Lord of the Rings
An Introduction to character Early Sutton - She is a mother of three (a boy and twin girls). Early, a stay at home mom, loves to paint and dance. Her days are filled with every day chores of cleaning and cooking. Early paints when her children attend school. Her husband is a research scientist. There are times when she travels with him, but mostly she stays home with the children.
Tips for novice writers - First, read and read some more. You can never read enough. Then write. Write until you fall asleep at your computer. Do not listen to everyone who gives you advice. I've heard it all. But what it comes down to is what your readers love.
Things I Love to Hear My Readers Say - When is your next novel coming out? Where can I hear you talk live? Where do you get your stories from?
The Agency: In the Defendant's Chair
The Agency Series
Book Four
Lynn Yvonne Moon
Genre: Fiction - Mystery
Publisher: Koehler Books
Date of Publication: November 2014
ISBN: 978-1-63393-036-0 ebook
ISBN: 978-1-94019-282-6 print
ASIN: B00OMVWLMI
Number of pages: 310
Cover Artist: Koehler Books
Book Description:
Her last memory before falling asleep is the love she feels for her husband and kids. Then she wakes up, confused, dizzy, and sick, and realizes where she is; a courtroom. This is the nightmare and reality of Early Sutton and other women like her across America.
Carrie Clark and Maddie Edwards reunite with The Agency to solve the mysterious murders that are plaguing America. They risk their lives as they travel from coast to coast gathering clues and piecing together a strange puzzle where the pieces don’t seem to fit. In The Defendant’s Chair examines the inner working of our US Government and a secret society as they manipulate the human genome in evil seclusion. In a race against time to save the human race, the women must contemplate both the ethical and moral issues of genetic tampering.
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PROLOGUE
The storm raged against the icy rain falling ruthlessly from the cold and dark clouds. Frozen pellets bounced off the windows as loud howling cries of unforgiving wind echoed through the house. The small wooden frame vibrated with each angry gust.
“It’s going to be an ugly night,” Alex commented picking up the small child’s jacket from the back of the sofa. He dropped the miniature item onto the coat rack and smiled at his wife who stood at the kitchen door, arms folded against her chest. A loud bang exploded and she jumped as an eerie chill ran up her spine.
“What was that?” she asked.
“Probably just a branch from an old tree,” he replied glancing out the window. “I’m sure I’ll have a mess to clean up tomorrow.”
“Well, since it’s nasty outside,” Early said taunting him with her swaying hips. “I’ll get your fire going if you start a real one. I’m going to check on the kids.”
“Mmmm,” he mumbled. “You have a deal.”
Early ran her fingers through her fine golden brown hair and grinned. There was nothing better than making love by a warm fire on a cold winter’s night. The wind continued to howl with such force the house trembled with each freezing wave.
I love winter, she thought walking down the hallway.
Early turned twenty-seven a week ago, a young woman just entering her prime. It felt cozy as her bare feet hit the soft hallway carpet. She could only think of her anxiously awaiting husband in the other room.
Early opened Daren’s door first and prayed the child was asleep. Daren’s a healthy, rambunctious seven-year-old who would rather have his teeth pulled than go to bed. As she approached him, Early had to laugh. Daren was on his back with his head on the floor and his butt and legs on his bed, sound asleep.
“Oh my,” Early sighed as she lifted him back into his bed. She covered him and kissed his forehead. Before leaving, she whispered, “I love you baby.”
After Daren it was time to check on the twins, Nevada and Dakota, beautiful three-year- olds she devoted her life to. She tiptoed into their room and could not help but smile. As usual, they were not in their beds but curled up together on the floor between layers upon layers of blankets and pillows.
“Well,” she whispered with a twinkle in her eye, “I’m sure glad I bought those heavy- duty pajamas.” Leaving them to their slumber, she closed their door.
Early began to undress in the hallway. By the time she reached the living room, her bare skin tingled from the cool air.
“Wonderful,” Alex stated not removing his eyes from his striking wife of nine years.
She swayed into his arms. After a long and wanting kiss, Early stepped back and unbuttoned his shirt. Alex handed her a glass of wine as he took a small sip of his, she followed his moves and took several small drinks. He kissed her sitting both glasses on the mantel. He touched and caressed her body, his fingers reaching every place he could find to excite her. They dropped to the floor, their legs entwined. Each slowly becoming more a part of the other as their thoughts and desires merged.
Early slid down between Alex’s legs and his desire swelled. She engulfed his warmth with slow rhythmic movement. She could tell he wanted to explode between her lips. But before he could reach his limit, Early withdrew and gazed up at him. She smiled and he smiled back with a tear in his eye.
“Tell me what you want baby,” he begged. “You want to ride?”
Without responding, Early straddled his waist and slowly guided him into her. He reached up and fondled her firm breasts and excited nipples. As the movement of her thighs and hips increased, his fingers squeezed more firmly against her. She pulled him in deeper rubbing her secret place against his as fast and hard as her hip muscles would allow. Early felt a sudden release of love and longing as she squeezed against his hardened love. Her back arched and she moaned. Alex was next. He exploded inside her as his hands gripped her hips in the heat of the excitement. He moved her back and forth until his strength was gone.
She fell with exhaustion onto his chest and absorbed his love. The rise and fall of his breathing filled her with devotion. Early raised her head until their breaths met. As he exhaled, she inhaled. They were now one with each other.
“I love you, Alex,” Early whispered into his rising and lowering chest.
Gasping for another breath, Alex whispered, “I love you, baby, and don’t you ever forget it.”
They lay together as one until sleep engulfed them. Early slept peacefully next to her husband. She loved him more than life itself; there was nothing Early would not do for him. That night, Early’s dreams were peaceful and serene. She was happy with her life, the only life Early knew.
The storm raged against the icy rain falling ruthlessly from the cold and dark clouds. Frozen pellets bounced off the windows as loud howling cries of unforgiving wind echoed through the house. The small wooden frame vibrated with each angry gust.
“It’s going to be an ugly night,” Alex commented picking up the small child’s jacket from the back of the sofa. He dropped the miniature item onto the coat rack and smiled at his wife who stood at the kitchen door, arms folded against her chest. A loud bang exploded and she jumped as an eerie chill ran up her spine.
“What was that?” she asked.
“Probably just a branch from an old tree,” he replied glancing out the window. “I’m sure I’ll have a mess to clean up tomorrow.”
“Well, since it’s nasty outside,” Early said taunting him with her swaying hips. “I’ll get your fire going if you start a real one. I’m going to check on the kids.”
“Mmmm,” he mumbled. “You have a deal.”
Early ran her fingers through her fine golden brown hair and grinned. There was nothing better than making love by a warm fire on a cold winter’s night. The wind continued to howl with such force the house trembled with each freezing wave.
I love winter, she thought walking down the hallway.
Early turned twenty-seven a week ago, a young woman just entering her prime. It felt cozy as her bare feet hit the soft hallway carpet. She could only think of her anxiously awaiting husband in the other room.
Early opened Daren’s door first and prayed the child was asleep. Daren’s a healthy, rambunctious seven-year-old who would rather have his teeth pulled than go to bed. As she approached him, Early had to laugh. Daren was on his back with his head on the floor and his butt and legs on his bed, sound asleep.
“Oh my,” Early sighed as she lifted him back into his bed. She covered him and kissed his forehead. Before leaving, she whispered, “I love you baby.”
After Daren it was time to check on the twins, Nevada and Dakota, beautiful three-year- olds she devoted her life to. She tiptoed into their room and could not help but smile. As usual, they were not in their beds but curled up together on the floor between layers upon layers of blankets and pillows.
“Well,” she whispered with a twinkle in her eye, “I’m sure glad I bought those heavy- duty pajamas.” Leaving them to their slumber, she closed their door.
Early began to undress in the hallway. By the time she reached the living room, her bare skin tingled from the cool air.
“Wonderful,” Alex stated not removing his eyes from his striking wife of nine years.
She swayed into his arms. After a long and wanting kiss, Early stepped back and unbuttoned his shirt. Alex handed her a glass of wine as he took a small sip of his, she followed his moves and took several small drinks. He kissed her sitting both glasses on the mantel. He touched and caressed her body, his fingers reaching every place he could find to excite her. They dropped to the floor, their legs entwined. Each slowly becoming more a part of the other as their thoughts and desires merged.
Early slid down between Alex’s legs and his desire swelled. She engulfed his warmth with slow rhythmic movement. She could tell he wanted to explode between her lips. But before he could reach his limit, Early withdrew and gazed up at him. She smiled and he smiled back with a tear in his eye.
“Tell me what you want baby,” he begged. “You want to ride?”
Without responding, Early straddled his waist and slowly guided him into her. He reached up and fondled her firm breasts and excited nipples. As the movement of her thighs and hips increased, his fingers squeezed more firmly against her. She pulled him in deeper rubbing her secret place against his as fast and hard as her hip muscles would allow. Early felt a sudden release of love and longing as she squeezed against his hardened love. Her back arched and she moaned. Alex was next. He exploded inside her as his hands gripped her hips in the heat of the excitement. He moved her back and forth until his strength was gone.
She fell with exhaustion onto his chest and absorbed his love. The rise and fall of his breathing filled her with devotion. Early raised her head until their breaths met. As he exhaled, she inhaled. They were now one with each other.
“I love you, Alex,” Early whispered into his rising and lowering chest.
Gasping for another breath, Alex whispered, “I love you, baby, and don’t you ever forget it.”
They lay together as one until sleep engulfed them. Early slept peacefully next to her husband. She loved him more than life itself; there was nothing Early would not do for him. That night, Early’s dreams were peaceful and serene. She was happy with her life, the only life Early knew.
About the Author:
Lynn Yvonne Moon is the author of the successful Agency Series, which deals with the implications of unlimited government power and money. She has worked for state and federal government since the 1990’s and uses her extensive personal experiences to captivate her audience with realistic stories of political corruption and black Government espionage.
Her first novel, When Souls Collide, introduces the reader to the ultimate power of The Agency. The second novel, What Rings True, awakens The Agency to the ramifications of never-ending political power. Dysfunctional Bloodline traces the steps of a family serial killer out for revenge. Lynn graduated from Troy State University where she earned a Masters Degree in Government. She currently works for the Commonwealth of Virginia and resides in Virginia Beach, Virginia.
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