New Paranormal Thriller for Review: The Evelyn Project by Kfir Luzzatto

The Evelyn Project Kfir Luzzatto will be touring with us from July 2nd – August 30th showcasing his new book, “The Evelyn Project,” a contemporary thriller with flashbacks to the 1800’s and  featuring paranormal undertones. This book will be blitzing through our reviewers and it’s sure to have a huge following!

Specifically, “The Evelyn Project” is the story of how Evelyn’s father did everything in his power to save his dying daughter, black magic included. But when a century later his plea for help gets into the wrong hands, all hell breaks loose.

Caught in the slippery battlefield between the Vatican and a cult that wants to change the past, a young Italian professor and a beautiful French actress are too busy running away from murder and conspiracy to let physical attraction develop into love.

And it further complicates things when Her Majesty’s Secret Service decides to take an interest in what everyone else is doing to pull some strings of its own.

Love that lasts through the veils of time, a mystery, and a race to end a conspiracy, “The Evelyn Project” is a story that will stir both your heart and your intellect.

You can visit Kfir Luzzatto online at http://kfirluzzatto.com.

Book Excerpt:

Chapter 1

London, England. June 2009

London welcomed Franco back as he alighted on the sunny sidewalk, right after the end of his weekly student reception hour, by cunningly thrusting upon him an elderly millionaire who spoke in riddles. It was a glorious day that brought back pleasant memories of a summer walk with his father in that exact same place. He loved the city and had jumped at the opportunity of taking a position there as a Latin lecturer. The first year of his two-year contract was about to end, but who knew – he might still settle down there permanently.

He had some free time on his hands and resolved to take a short walk from his office building in The Strand campus of King’s College, to Covent Garden, but before he managed to start, a voice from behind him got his attention.

“Professor Lorenzi? Franco Lorenzi?” the voice inquired.

“Yes, oh, hello,” Franco answered politely, turning around to see who was addressing him. What he saw was a small, elderly man, neatly dressed in what looked like an expensive suit too hot for the summer day. He couldn’t place this person, who looked respectable and, obviously, knew him.

“I apologize for stopping you like this in the street, but I was on my way to see you. Oh…but you don’t know me, how stupid of me,” he added. He searched his pockets feverishly, at last finding a small silver case. He opened it and handed Franco a business card. “You must forgive my muddle-headedness. At my age sometimes…” he said. He shook his head apologetically, without completing the sentence.

“Don’t mention it,” said Franco.

He read the engraved card that said in golden characters, “Sir James Easby, G.F.C.D., M.R.L.D., Chairman, The European Historical Communication Society (EHCS),” and was impressed. He wouldn’t have thought that this nice, unassuming man would be a big shot, but although he had never heard of the EHCS, the richness of the visiting card bore all the signs of importance.

“You said you were coming to see me. What can I do for you?”

“Yes. I tried to telephone you, yesterday and then again this morning, but when there was no answer from your office, I decided to come in person…because of the urgency.”

“Urgency?” Franco was mystified. What could be so urgent to send a stranger looking for a professor of Latin? After all, Latin had been a dead language for centuries. Whatever this visitor wanted from him could surely wait a few days.

“I’ll explain…but perhaps here in the street is not the best place to talk. Why don’t we go and get some tea? I know a good place nearby,” said Easby, and without waiting for a response he started walking, followed by a bewildered Franco.

Five minutes later, they were seated in a quiet corner of the tearoom, their orders taken, and Franco’s curiosity mounting quickly. Easby combed his gray hair with his fingers and gazed at Franco, and then he combed it again, twice.

“I owe you an explanation, Professor Lorenzi,” he said at last. “This is an extremely delicate matter, so I hope you’ll bear with me. What we’ve been doing…I mean, the Society has engaged in an effort to help save a distant relative of yours, who is gravely ill. We have been working to help her for some time now. As a result, we have determined that in order to give her a chance to survive we need to bring on board a blood relative of hers. That’s it in a nutshell. That’s why I’ve been chasing you.”

“A blood relative, you say? Who is she?”

“I’m afraid that I’m not at liberty to disclose her identity, yet. Privacy issues are involved that make that impossible at this point, but of course if you decide to help we will reveal her identity to you after the proper legal matters have been attended to.”

“I know of no relative of mine who is ill.”

“You two have never met.” Easby shuffled in his seat and assumed an apologetic expression. “I appreciate that this is a bit vague,” he said, “and I don’t expect you to commit to anything before you have the full facts before you. At this stage, I wanted to make your acquaintance. I need to know whether you would be willing to help in principle, and nothing more.”

“Of course, as you say, I need to know more. I don’t know who you’re talking about or what is your role in all this, but if I’m needed to give a blood sample or something like that, you can count on me. On the other hand, if you’re going to ask me to donate a kidney, that’s probably going to be a much harder sell.”

“I can guarantee that you will not be requested to make any sacrifice, except of your time, and that your help is essential in saving your relative’s life.”

“In that case, I am certainly willing to hear more. Tell me a little about the EHCS.”

“Certainly, certainly,” said Easby, smiling, now clearly more at ease. Then he glanced at his watch and his face darkened. “My…is it really that late? I’m sorry, I must rush. I’m running terribly late for an appointment.”

“Well…now you really got me curious….”

“I’m so sorry for teasing you, but I really must go. But don’t worry, I’ll get in touch with you very soon. We’ll take care of formalities quickly and then I’ll be able to give you all the details. I promise. Thank you so much for your patience and for your time.”

Easby was already on his feet, gesticulating to the waitress and obviously frustrated by her demeanor as she languidly presented the bill. He paid it, shook Franco’s hand warmly again, and left murmuring some more words of apology.

Franco walked pensively back to his office. The circumstances of the encounter and the secretiveness of his visitor bothered him. He had liked the old man instinctively, but before getting involved with him he needed to make sure that he wasn’t walking into anything illegal.

Back in his office, he turned on his PC and Googled “The European Historical Communication Society”, and drew a blank. He then tried “EHCS” and the query returned some twenty-seven thousand entries, the least bizarre one being the “English House Condition Survey.” After a while, he gave up on the acronym and Googled “James Easby.” This time his search returned many references and articles with photographs of Easby taken on different occasions, and the picture they gave of him was reassuring: the soft-spoken man was a millionaire and, until recently, the acting chairman of a large electronic industry. Over the years, his name had been associated with various charities and was frequently mentioned in reports of social events. He was for real, and Franco realized as he turned off his PC that he was now more intrigued than before. He knew that he would have to find out what it was all about, or his curiosity would kill him.

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If you would like to review “The Evelyn Project,” please fill out the form below or email Deborah Previte at thebookishdame at aol dot com. Please mention which date would work for you. Kfir is also available for interviews and guest posts, and you may wish to sponsor a giveaway, or feature a spotlight with a nutshell review.


Deadline for inquiries end June 30th or until the tour is filled. Thank you!


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