Follow Me – Book 1
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Brilliant, quirky twenty-three-year-old China Mack is totally satisfied with her carefully ordered, data-driven life. A computer prodigy who landed a coveted programming job at the cutting-edge tech company Cysnet before even graduating from MIT, China is happiest when following her routine: shower before coffee, pizza only on Mondays, bedtime at ten thirty sharp.
But then things start to get a little…unpredictable.
First Jackson Cooper—Cysnet’s rich, gorgeous, genius CEO—assigns China to a dangerous and highly classified project for a government defense contractor. Her sixteen-year-old runaway niece suddenly arrives in town, begging to move in with China. And then there’s her sexy but oddly unsettling new neighbor, Clark…
Quickly the Cysnet assignment becomes disconcerting—and then downright scary—as key staffers turn up dead. China suspects she’s being followed and isn’t sure whom she can trust. For the first time ever, she’ll have to follow her instincts, rather than logic, if she’s going to survive.
“The Doctor is dead.”
“Yeah.” I adjusted the Bluetooth in my ear so I could still hear my grandma, then grabbed the netted scoop next to my fish tank.
“Did you remember to feed him? I told you that you work too much at that job and then you come home exhausted. You forget to feed yourself, much less—”
“No.” I cut her off before she really got rolling on my lifestyle choices. “I fed him all the time.” The little goldfish floated on top of the water and I sighed as I removed him. Another one bites the dust.
“Then that’s your problem. You’re overfeeding him.”
“I thought fish were supposed to be easy to take care of,” I complained, flushing the corpse down the toilet. An ignominious end, but what was I supposed to do with a dead fish? Bury it in a tiny cardboard box? I’d have half a dozen minigraves in the backyard if I did that.
“They are,” Grandma assured me. “You’ll just have to try again.”
“You know, the whole reason I got a fish was that watching them and listening to the water bubbling in the tank was supposed to be relaxing. Instead, I’m stressing out even more about killing them.”
“They are relaxing to watch,” Grandma said. “You just haven’t got the hang of it, that’s all. You’ll catch on . . . though maybe you should ask for an old fish this time, one whose time is near. That way you’re not cutting a life too short.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence.”
“I’m just being realistic. Do they sell fish by age? I wonder how you tell how old a fish is?”
“No clue. Size maybe?”
“Then get a big one this time.”