Terri Talley Venters,
Author of Carbon Copy
Terri received her Bachelor’s degree in Accounting and Master’s degree in Taxation from the University of Florida. She is a licensed CPA and a Second Degree Black Belt in Taekwondo. She lives in St. Augustine, Florida, with her husband, Garrison, and their two sons.
Carbon Copy is the 1st thrilling novel in the Elements of Mystery Series. The title of each novel will contain an element from the Periodic Table of Elements. Terri recently finished writing Tin Roof, the sequel to Carbon Copy, coming soon from Wild Child Publishing. And Terri’s romantic/suspense novel, Body of Gold, is coming soon from Freya’s Bower. For more about Terri’s upcoming releases, please visit her website http://www.elementsofmystery.com/
On the first of each month, Terri also posts free short stories on her blog. Follow her at http://www.territalleyventers.blogspot.com/as she weaves her way through the Periodic Table of Elements.
By: Terri Talley Venters
Lilly Allen has brains, beauty, and a trust fund. She's living in New York City and her career as a reporter is taking off. She's hoping the love of her life, Grier, will propose soon. She has it all, or so she thinks.
Grier Garrison, Create Life executive, is running the company while his father, Dr. Michael Garrison, is in the ICU awaiting a heart transplant. Grier knows the truth about Create Life and its shady side business. He fears Lilly and her twin brother, Luke, are in danger.
While working on two unrelated stories, stolen newborns and cloning, Lilly discovers a shocking connection. Horrific things are happening, but who is behind it all?
By: Terri Talley Venters
“We must be getting close, I see the magnesium veins in the rock walls.” Victoria led her boyfriend/colleague down a labyrinth cave system outside of Paris, France.
“Let’s be careful, we don’t want to ignite this mine.” Tommy’s sandy-blonde hair glowed in the beam of light from Victoria’s headlight. His untamed curls framed his handsome, green-eyed face.
“We’re fine, we’re using battery powered lights, not gasoline lanterns.” Victoria pointed to the light on her headband covering her long dark hair.
They came to a mining tunnel and stared incredulously at the low height.
“Why would they make such short tunnels? We’re going to have to crawl through on our hands and knees,” Tommy said.
“I thought you liked me on my knees,” Victoria smiled, teasing her man.
“You owe me a back rub later for making me hunch over like Quasimodo to get down here.” Tommy smiled suggestively at Victoria, winking at the recollection of prior rub downs and where they often led.
Tommy stared into Victoria’s ice-blue eyes and couldn’t think of anywhere else he’d rather be, than cave exploring with his beautiful girlfriend and fellow archaeologist.
They crawled through the shaft for a hundred yards. Just as Victoria felt claustrophobic, the tunnel opened up to a large cavern. Victoria stood upright again and brushed the debris off of her toned limbs.
The cavern appeared as is if someone currently mined it. The scaffolding and ladders went from the floor to the fifty-foot ceiling.
Tommy shined his flashlight along the cavern walls, its beams bounced off of its treasure like tiny prisms.
“Are those?” Victoria asked.
“Diamonds.” Tommy finished her sentence. He retrieved a small chisel from his excavation kit and tapped at the rock surrounding the precious gem. A diamond as big as his fist dropped into his eager hands.
“Incredible, look at all of them. The diamonds I can see in the room alone must be worth a billion Euros,” Victoria said.
“I never knew such an abundant supply existed, and in France,” Tommy said.
“I wonder who owns all of this? They must be withholding to avoid flooding the market and deflating the price of diamonds,” Victoria said.
“You know, I think I know who owns this, assuming the land owners above also own the mineral rights. Look at what is located directly above us,” Tommy said. He handed Victoria his hand-held, techie-nerd GPS device.
“We’re right below Euro Disney,” Victoria said.
“I feel bad for stealing from a mouse. But this will fund our digs for the rest of our lives,” Tommy said as he pocketed the diamond.
“Shhh, I hear something,” Victoria said. She ducked behind a mining cart and hid from the intruder. She grabbed Tommy’s strong bicep and yanked him down beside her.
“Oh, crap! Who are these men? They look like, no, it can’t be,” Tommy said. His chiseled-jaw dropped to the floor, along side Victoria’s.
They stared incredulously as a group of miners entered the gem mine. Their short stature and bearded faces made them look comical, yet familiar. They sang a catchy tune as they started their work shift.
“They’re dwarves,” Tommy said, without taking his eyes off of the unique, yet unmistakable workers before him.
“This explains the short height of the mining tunnels and scaffolding. They look just like…” Victoria said, cut off by Tommy’s words.
“I know, only there’s more than seven working here today,” Tommy said.
Victoria and Tommy watched the dutiful dwarves arrive to start their shift. They grabbed their pickaxes and prepared for their day digging diamonds and precious gems out of the rocks beneath Euro Disney outside of Paris, France.