The Eterna Files
Leanna Renee Hieber
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London, 1882: Queen Victoria appoints Harold Spire of the Metropolitan Police to Special Branch Division Omega. Omega is to secretly investigate paranormal and supernatural events and persons. Spire, a skeptic driven to protect the helpless and see justice done, is the perfect man to lead the department, which employs scholars and scientists, assassins and con men, and a traveling circus. Spire's chief researcher is Rose Everhart, who believes fervently that there is more to the world than can be seen by mortal eyes.
Their first mission: find the Eterna Compound, which grants immortality. Catastrophe destroyed the hidden laboratory in New York City where Eterna was developed, but the Queen is convinced someone escaped―and has a sample of Eterna.
Also searching for Eterna is an American, Clara Templeton, who helped start the project after the assassination of Abraham Lincoln nearly destroyed her nation. Haunted by the ghost of her beloved, she is determined that the Eterna Compound―and the immortality it will convey―will be controlled by the United States, not Great Britain.
boarding school and private tutors. She knew, as she looked around at the fine gentlemen parading about the stately library in crisp, dark suits bespeaking means and influence, that she, like all women, was unwelcome here. Bishop spoke gently, his gifts uncannily picking up on her mood. “It is my hope that soon, Clara, you won’t be the only woman standing within these blocks,” he said. “And I’ll do whatever I can in the legislature to assure it.” “Thank you, Rupert,” she replied quietly,
spiritual energy that was harnessed by its material surroundings. They had speculated on how this might protect those who lived within its localized sphere. Bishop offered her the three sheets of paper he’d been looking at and reached for the diary. The slightly crumpled pages were also in Louis’s hand, Clara saw; they seemed to recapitulate the theory of the diary as a sort of recipe: The theory of Eterna in Spiritual Materialism is as simple as it is profound: Seven ingredients are an ideal
far—death. She nearly retched upon the exquisite carpeting. “There are uses for this research and everything that has been achieved with it thus far,” Faust stated smoothly. “No one country or one person should have access to your findings.” Clara found herself again shouting, this time from her knees through the railing, recalling the memory of holding Mrs. Lincoln’s shaking hands in her childhood grip. “The Eterna Compound was born of a specific situation for a specific need; born of
nation that could make its leader immortal. We cannot allow America to gain the upper hand in immortality. I empathize with Mrs. Lincoln but have no desire to confront an utterly impervious American president.” Lord Black stepped forward and spoke carefully. “The British operation is … paused. Our facility was recently compromised. You will safeguard fresh intelligence and a new team, in offices that are presently being prepared. You must focus on life and death in a whole new way, Mr. Spire.
closed. If there were further exclamations, they did not rouse her. When she opened her eyes again, she knew time had passed; the light had tracked farther down her wall. And someone different was nearby. Spire. Her cheeks went red. “Hello, sir, this is not how I wish to be seen.” She managed to shift into a sitting position against the pillows. “I wouldn’t wish to be either,” he replied. “But I wanted to see how you’re doing.” Rose debated a moment about what to say. She surreptitiously