Cat Game

About the Book

In a small laboratory located near downtown Dallas, a successful experiment has opened the door to a revolution in medicine. The pain of organ failure and replacement will soon be a thing of the past, as will a host of debilitating diseases. Thousands of miles away, amid the horror of war in Chechnya, a quantum leap in stem cell research has brought the promise of tissue generation therapy tantalizingly close to reality. For many years, Doctors Clifford Roberts and Andre Baronovsky have quietly collaborated from a distance. At last, the time has come to combine their individual genius in a single, extraordinary result that will offer greater hope to mankind than anyone has ever dared to imagine. But a single germ of greed is all it takes to turn the expectation of a noble dream into the dread of a grisly nightmare. Technology has neither loyalty nor conscience. It honors no alliance and calls no one “Master.” A dark, restive evil—perverse beyond measure—grows within the shelter and comfort of an unsuspecting womb. For many years, Patrick Donaldson has stood against the industry of human exploitation, often sacrificing his freedom in commitment to a divine ideal. Unafraid of confrontation, he demands answers from Drs. Roberts and Baronovsky about the nature of their research. But nothing in his experience or imagination could possibly prepare him for the truth. And when it arrives, he may not be equipped to survive. In a world driven by pursuit of self-interest, history proves that murder, betrayal, and human depravity cannot be regarded as anomalous. They are tools, used like any other, as means to an end. Innocence is ultimately a victim of reality, and ignorance, sadly, is fleeting. Is there hope for humanity? Can the simple faith of Patrick Donaldson compete against the tangible power of human engineering? It is said that all beginnings have an end. Yet pursuit of knowledge—so fundamental to the human experience—may be an exception to the rule. Who is qualified to judge between innocence and guilt in a moral quandary colored neither black nor white, but gray? Time marches on, knowledge follows, and the victims lay silent.

About the Author

Clay Prince lives in Texas. He is married and has two children.