In this, the third book of Jocko, Jacob Henderson, a simple man with inexplicable, uncontrollable paranormal powers consents to become the Sankta Savant, a holy being that is to protect the Mariner prople from an impending invasion of time-traveling carnivores. Carnivores who brutally harvest the minds of victims, leaving them unconscious and dying. Jocko is a swarthy, ill-spoken piano refinisher, but to the Mariner he is a deity. For Jocko, this lofty role is unwelcome and uncomfortable. He resents being worshiped, but feels strong responsibility for the colorful Mariner people who are instinctively passive and easy harvest for the Red. By consenting to become the Sankta Savant, he will indeed confront the Red, but as a result, be thrust into an incomprehensible wash of time travel, surging from then to now and now to then. He will become a prisoner in the hellish Red hive where captive minds are unsure if they are dead or alive. A selfless sense of responsibility causes Jocko to painfully turn his back on love and risk his own life for the sake of others - not just the Mariner, but countless millions of other beings across countless galaxies. and across countless ages. Although he aspires to nothing more than quietly leading a simple life, fate has dictated that he will become the Holy Sankta Savant, and indeed that powerful being will become an unanticipated, lethal nightmare for the Red. Perhaps Jocko really is a deity?
About the Author: Jerry Cooper was born into a world of wind, sand, crude oil, and cotton fields in Lamesa, Texas in the late summer of 1949. His parents were the children of dirt-poor share-cropping cotton farmers. His teenage mother was one of six siblings and his father was one of eighteen. In 1967 Jerry graduated from Odessa High School in Odessa, Texas. He was the first person to obtain a high school diploma (on either side of the family). Art has always been his first love, but electronics and technology have necessarily been the machine putting bread on the table. In addition to writing prose, he loves all things creative: music, poetry, painting, digital art, photography, pottery, wine and the culinary arts. He considers himself to be a competent, minor league chef. "Those who eat should necessarily cook!" He ponders that perhaps his brain didn't properly separate into traditional left and right functions at an early age. His simultaneous love for abstraction, reason, art, and logic, as well as a driving obsession with the combined smell of perfume on the neck and amaretto on the breath bare some testimony to that possibility. He has been president of corporations, holds several US patents, and with his talented son created the first Internet Provider Service in West Texas. He has written software sold in over 60 countries, and is published scientifically. All that said, his greatest joy and greatest accomplishment is embodied in his two beautiful, intelligent, creative children, who like their father neither easily nor obediently conform to the status quo.