A peaceful night is disturbed when a strange green light rises from behind the Cheviot Hills.
To Sarah, the light is frightening enough, but then a green mist descends across the valley. Its swirling tendrils, seeming to bear a life of their own as they snake across the land, can only be an omen of something sinister and evil. Her fears seem confirmed when her husband fails to return home from working on the land, and when he is still missing the following morning, she and her children set out to search for him.
A terrifying discovery awaits her in the valley below her home and before long, Sarah and her children find themselves caught up in a desperate search, not only for her husband Pete but also for the meaning of the green light. Finding herself pursued by the military, she slowly begins to realise her life, and the lives of those she loves, are in mortal danger. The Trojan Project takes us into a nightmare world where no one is quite what they seem, and trust becomes a word with little meaning. Beware the green light in the sky; you never know what it hides
Author's excerpts from The Trojan Project:
"The sergeant raised his gun. "What the hell?" he said. "Let's shoot the bastards."
Still lying on the ground, Pete waited for the gun to go off. This was it then - the end. In a moment or two, it would all be over. During those few seconds, his life played out before him like a film. Pictures of his wife and children flashed through his mind, as he braced himself for the inevitable. The sergeant wrapped his finger around the trigger and began to squeeze. Pete closed his eyes...but there was only a click. Mercifully, the gun had jammed.
In a desperate effort to stay on his feet, the sergeant grasped out at the police car, only to find his hand disappearing through the open window. Off balance and unable to pull back quickly enough, he felt his fingers sink into the thick melted flesh of what was once a policeman.
"Get it off me Get it off " he screamed, as he pulled his arm from the car. He hopped around the road in agony...already his fingers were beginning to blister. Holding out his arm he turned towards the other soldier for help.
But Jones took several steps backwards. "Keep away," he shouted. "Stay away from me "
"Get it off me Get it off " he screamed, as he pulled his arm from the car. He hopped around the road in agony...already his fingers were beginning to blister. Holding out his arm he turned towards the other soldier for help.
But Jones took several steps backwards. "Keep away," he shouted. "Stay away from me "
The men could only watch as the flesh on the sergeant's fingers began to melt and drip to the ground. There was a slight hiss as it hit the road's surface. Pete closed his eyes. Could the very same thing have happened to his wife and daughters?"