God Factory is done and I’m looking for test readers

What feels like ten million years back I posted the opening scenes of a scifi novel called, at the time, Project Goma. I’ve now taken that novel through four complete redrafts and the finished manuscript, God Factory (AKA Hacker Sapper Soldier AI), is pretty damn tight. I’m now looking for test readers. If you’re up for 120k worth of scifi shenanigans set on a machine planet, full of pewpew and explosions and deep thoughts, sound off! I’ll get you the MS in whatever format you prefer. The first chapter is attached below. Hope you like it! Note – this story isn’t going to be self published. I’m taking this one to traditional agents and publishers. I think it has those sorts of legs. Thanks in advance! – – – The church at the roof of the world is protected by four-factor authentication, starting with keycodes and ending in biometrics. Abel and Wren cut through the first three layers no problem, but the severed finger they bought from the dockside chop-shop won’t scan. “I think we got screwed.” Wren Bristow – slim, flame-haired, the shadow of a moustache dusting his upper lip – thumps the controls. “Easier to blow the doors.” “Didn’t bring you this far just so you could throw a tantrum.” Abel Dei snatches the finger. The ragged end is leather-dry, so she breaks it in half with a chicken-bone snap and presses the raw meat to the pad. “It’s not a fingerprint scan. It needs sweat, fluids.” The […]