Formula for Danger

by Camy Tang
Steeple Hill Love Inspired Suspense

Someone wants dermatologist Rachel Grant’s latest research, and they’ll do anything to get it. Including trashing the plants needed for her breakthrough scar-reducing cream—and trying to run Rachel down. Desperate for help, she turns to Edward Villa, the only man she trusts. But the greenhouse owner knows too much about Rachel’s research, and now he’s a target, too. Break-ins, muggings, murder…the would-be thief is getting desperate—and getting closer. Edward vows to protect Rachel at all costs. Yet with time ticking away, Edward knows they have to uncover the madman shadowing Rachel before their chance for a future is destroyed.

Camy Tang grew up in Wahiawa, Hawaii, a small town right in the center of the island of Oahu. Her family is still there, but they love to fly up to California to visit on the way to Las Vegas.

She majored in Psychology and took pre-med Biology and Chemistry classes at Stanford University. She decided not to go to medical school (well, she got an invitation to interview at a medical school, but turned it down), and instead worked as a biologist researcher for nine years. She did compound development studies for a major pharmaceutical company and product development and method-of-action studies for a smaller biotech company.

Recently, she’s gotten into knitting! She loves it. She always has a sock project with her and she’s been doing more lace knitting lately.

Camy and her husband are staff workers with their youth group at an Asian Christian church in the San Francisco Bay Area. They have one dog, Snickers, whom they adopted from the Santa Clara animal shelter.

She is an avid blogger and blogs on her own Web site, Camy’s Loft, and at her Story Sensei writing blog. You can visit her Web site, where there are links to her blogs. She won the American Christian Fiction Writers award in the Debut Author category in 2008, and if she were an ice cream flavor, she’d be pistachio.”–Camy Tang

I don’t know how she chose pistachio as her ice cream flavor. I’ve met her and she’s not green, a little nutty but not green. I’ve never thought of myself as an ice cream flavor. Have you? If so, which are you?–Lyn