Author Bio
Bruce Forciea is known for taking complex scientific concepts and making them easy to understand through engaging stories and simple explanations. He is an Amazon Best Selling Author and has written several books on healing and biology which include Unlocking the Healing Code, An Easy Guide to Learning Anatomy and Physiology and An eText of Anatomy and Physiology. The X-Cure is his debut fiction work. Dr. Forciea teaches Anatomy and Physiology for Moraine Park Technical College and Unitek College. Professional projects include writing and producing college science courses, producing digital media including over one hundred science videos, ebooks, custom labs and websites. His fiction writing draws on a diverse and eclectic background that includes touring and performing with a professional show, designing digital circuits for a defense contractor, treating thousands of patients while running successful chiropractic and wellness clinics and now teaching life science and wellness. Dr. Forciea lives in Wisconsin and loves writing during the solitude of the long Northern winters.
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Excerpt
"Alex! Wake up, Alex!"
Alex Winter catapulted out of his sweet somnolent state into a consciousness full of screams, rushed footsteps, and loud crashing sounds. It seemed as if an angry wild boar was rampaging through his apartment. Before he regained his wits, three men wearing ski masks and holding assault rifles bolted into the bedroom shouting in Chinese. In an instant, one man pulled him out of his bed, sprawling him on the floor. A sharp pain shot through his skull from banging his head on the nightstand on the way down, also sending the clock careening into the darkness. Within seconds the men yanked his arms behind him. Any thought of escape became futile with the feeling of cold metal handcuffs snapping around his wrists.
An even deeper darkness fell over Alex as one man yanked a cloth hood over his head. Struggling to breath, and hyperventilating, an electric pain shot through his body, as if the men were ripping his arms from their sockets as they hoisted him from the floor. Feet dragging behind him, and with desperate attempts to regain his balance, the men pulled him along the floor and out of the apartment. His girlfriend's muffled screams faded into the background. He remembered glancing at the bedroom clock on its way to the floor. It read 2:12 am.
As the men forced him down concrete stairs, each step on solid ground lessened the painful pressure on his aching arms. The men seemed powerful, but he sensed fatigue after descending three levels, As the men forced him down concrete stairs, each step on solid ground lessened the painful pressure on his aching arms. The men seemed powerful, but he sensed fatigue after descending three levels, which made them shove him into a corner while they changed places. He could now bear most of his weight for the final descent of the remaining two levels.
The men shouted at each other as they threw him into the back of a van. More shooting pain, this time from his knees crashing onto the steel floor. The van's squeaky doors slammed shut, enclosing him in a dark hopeless space. In a few seconds it lurched from side to side while speeding off into the damp, black China night. Alex worked to control the panic seeping into the cells and tissues of his body. Thoughts of his execution reeled through his mind. He wondered how much longer he would live.
Confusion and terror poured through his veins as he replayed the events of the past few months in an attempt to make sense of his abduction. China seemed to be a safe haven, but he now realized he should have exercised more caution during these past few weeks. Tando's system of operatives extended their tentacles around the globe, including Beijing.
should have exercised more caution during these past few weeks. Tando's system of operatives extended their tentacles around the globe, including Beijing.
His body careened from side to side as he struggled to maintain some semblance of balance and to keep from banging his head against the steel walls. His futile attempts at counting the number of right and left turns with the hope that this wasn't a one-way ride ended when the van jerked to an abrupt stop.
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