Lost in Translation

By David Anthony Brown

Jessica Wyatt needs a vacation. From office politics. From long hours. From communicating with the Board—inter-dimensional beings of unknown origin. All part of the job.

 

Even a hot bath with her super intelligent—and for now secret—boyfriend would do wonders.

 

But the latest communication from the Board nixes any plans for relaxation.

 

A riveting inter-dimensional science fiction adventure story, be sure to read Lost in Translation.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Hermit Muse Publishing
• Release date: Feb 19, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393269038

Book preview

1

Somewhere outside the office, literally in another world, rain poured down on the city in a late summer storm that chilled the Minnesota humidity. Jessica Wyatt would've preferred being outside in the rain. Six months on the new job, and already her body felt tense and she no longer slept as soundly as she used to. Given another six months, she could take a two-week vacation. At the moment, that sounded lovely, like a far off dream she could see in faded colors.

At the same time, two weeks didn't seem like nearly enough for the work she was required to do.

Jess tied her long red hair back into a loose ponytail and leaned her shoulders on the leather swivel office chair, staring up at the ceiling tiles. A cold coffee mug, with World's Best Aunt written in pink swirling letters, sat next to a foam take-out box with the remains of General Tso and noodles, the chopsticks stabbed into the food like a lopsided X. The trip to the office cafeteria had been the only thing to break up her day. Jess didn't count the meetings, or the phone conferences, as proper breaks. But then, she'd been dumb enough to bring her lunch back to the office. As if that would help her finish this project any faster.

The constant dinging noise from her computer, like pixelated rain pelting on her forty inch monitor, was driving her a little more insane with every passing hour.

Jess only wanted to go home, strip naked and take a hot lavender scented bubble bath, and then invite over her boyfriend-on-the-sly. Or perhaps invite him over first, the order didn't really matter. Matt MacIntyre still insisted