Gates has always been fascinated by science-fiction and fantasy ever since he was a kid. His writing style has been compared to that of Isaac Asimov, author of the Foundation series. Gates's multiple POV writing style focuses on world-building and large scope politics. Though his stories take place in a fictional world, his characters are realistically portrayed and grounded in reality.
When Andrew Gates is not writing, he enjoys running competitively and watching films.
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The world thinks them dead. But they are very much alive. After a deadly attack from an unknown enemy, Captain Sara Gessetti and Lieutenant Damien Saljov are separated from the Cassidy X20 experimental submarine and left to drown in the depths of the Atlantic. Cut off from society, from technology, even from each other, both pilots struggle to survive in this harsh new world, where danger lurks around every corner. But they are not alone. The surface holds many dangers, and some of them come from within...
From the pages of The Color of Water and Sky, this official spinoff story takes place in parallel to books 1-3 in the series.
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Carter opened his eyes and looked himself in the mirror. The suit fit him well. He was not accustomed to seeing himself so dressed up. He made sure his tie was straight, then ran his fingers through his hair.
He took a deep breath. This was it. This was the moment he had been waiting for.
Carter grabbed the holographic projector from the sink top and held it firmly in his sweaty hands.
"Here we go," he said aloud.
The 32-year-old engineer turned and walked out of the men's room. The black hall outside was bustling with well-dressed men and women, quickly making their way through the office complex. Carter tried not to get caught up in the excitement of it all. He held his projector firmly in hand and proceeded to the committee room. It did not take long to get there. He pressed on the thick door and hastily proceeded through.
Some of the elected officials, or EOs, were already present. Their chairs faced him as he entered the room. A massive crimson flag hung above their heads, adding a bit of color to this otherwise dark interior.
"Name, sir?" the man asked. He looked about 20, not much older than Carter was when he first enlisted.
"Dr. Carter Brown," he answered. He pulled out his ID. "I am here for the hearing."
"My apologies, Dr. Brown. I did not know it was you. I expected someone..."
The Navy man was silent. He simply motioned to an empty chair behind a desk facing the EOs.
"Please," he said.
Carter followed the guard's order and took a seat behind the desk. A glass of water was already waiting for him. He instinctively took a sip as a few more EOs arrived and took their seats. It was not long before Deborah Otto, Chairwoman of the Oceanic Committee, arrived. Her bright white suit stood out in the world of black.
She took a seat and moved the microphone to her mouth.
"Good morning, everyone," she said. Her voice echoed throughout the room. "Thank you all for coming. I know it is never easy to come back to work after the New Year celebration."
This had been the first day back to work for most of the city following the bicentennial, but not for Carter. He had worked tirelessly over the last few days, making sure everything was right for his presentation.
"I would like to especially welcome our guest today, Dr. Carter Brown," Otto continued.
Carter was not sure how to respond to this introduction. He simply waved back. He felt the EOs glare back at him. He must have been doing it wrong.
"The purpose of this hearing today is to evaluate Dr. Brown's proposal to grant funding for the testing of his new exploratory ocean vessel. We will hear testimony firsthand from Dr. Brown himself and open the floor to questioning from members of this committee."
Otto paused and looked to her colleagues as if waiting for confirmation to proceed.
"Are we all ready?" she asked.
There were nods all around.
"Very well," Otto said, turning back to face the room again. "I see no reason to delay. Dr. Brown, I look forward to hearing what you have to say. The floor is yours."
Here it goes.