A town in Oregon is wiped out by a bluish white beam from the sky. A Wyoming town is held prisoner by a strange, Russian-speaking army. The war is on for an ancient mineral--the ultimate weapon. The most exciting thriller yet from a new young master.
When journalist Drew Jourdan investigated the deaths of four grandmothers in a drug-smuggling deal, he learned a lot of things weren't what they seemed. Halfway around the world, a beautiful Mossad agent was bent on infiltrating an elusive conspiracy. The paths of this man and woman would cross w...
Blaine said, looking around. “I got another one at State, a little bigger. Sometimes I forget where I am, have to figure out which receptionist’s voice it is coming over the intercom.” “You ready to tell me who you figure Jack Tyrell was working for?” Belgrade looked away briefly. “The phrase Bla...
Paz said, climbing out of the truck and tucking his long-sleeve denim shirt all the way into the olive drab cargo pants he liked because of the extra pockets. “Young people out doing a good deed. Think I paid you boys five dollars at a car wash to raise money for the homeless a few weeks back.” “...
T.J. Fields advised Karen Raymond back in the trailer park Wednesday morning, “is beat it the hell out of here. Take your kids and run. I’ll come if you want and ride shotgun.” The Skulls had driven Karen back to the trailer park in Sanpee after rescuing her from the shootout that had taken Alexa...
“To what do I owe this pleasure, Major Pete?” Roy said, looking up. He pulled his glasses off and massaged his tired eyes, then ran his hands over his bald dome. “Depends on what kind of mood you’re in, Cal. I’d like to keep my job when you get confirmed as Secretary.” “Got a reason why I’d put a...
Working in isolation gear made the effort extremely cumbersome but he was starting to get accustomed to it. And if he wasn’t yet, he would be soon—this assignment promised to stretch over the course of several months, perhaps up to a year. Working for prolonged periods with Level 4 hot agents too...
Daniel Cross asked the two men in the front seat of the car parked as close as they could get to Hoover’s Cooking. “You guys happy? You wanna give me high marks, praise, something like that?” Zurif and Saflin turned toward him at the same time, startling Cross enough to send his shoulders whiplas...
It ran the full length from floor to ceiling, creating a void that was penetrated only by the dozens of cords and wires that ran beneath it. Beep … beep … beep … The regular sound of medical machines and monitors was maddening until the ear grew accustomed to it, though it was impossible to get u...
He’d arrived early for his planned meeting with representatives of the insurance company that was still refusing to pay out his claim, due to the fact that the fire remained the subject of an ongoing investigation. Dane had made himself remain patient throughout the process, doing the right thing...
In addition to Cleese, Kristen, and McCracken there were four Midnight Riders, two men and two women. “Like you folks to meet my recon team,” Cleese started. “This is Luke, Sally, Freedom, and Bird Man.” Each of the Riders gave a brief acknowledgment as they were introduced. The bulk of the other...
Blaine greeted their universal drop-wing signal that they’d sighted him with no small degree of relief; he had feared days more would pass before they found him. He also knew that Patty could not go much longer without medical attention. When she failed to come to during their first hours at sea,...
The rest of the supplies he’d picked up in New Orleans were either worn, pocketed, or slung from his back and shoulders. There was Kevlar body armor, a 9mm pistol, an Uzi, and a British Sterling SMG. There was a killing knife and two of the throwing variety. “Hey,” Belamo had said, “the only thin...
He had run often since coming to these woods years before. His route was never the same, no concrete destination or purpose. He ran mostly when memories of the hellfire grew too near, ran as if to widen the gap separating him from them. But today was different. Today he ran from a sense of wrongn...
He and Hedda stared hard at each other, wanting to deny the revelation but knowing they couldn’t. Chalmers continued. “We learned the … truth after … releasing you from … prison, Hedda… . It was quite … a shock to … us all. Briarwood … kept close track … of you. But … then it was … he who insiste...
He was looking at his own face, the features warped and distorted by the broken glass. All the same, the illusion sent his heart racing, down now to just a splotchy flutter as Rule approached the cottage entrance. This was the very cottage in which he’d been forced to hang...
Access to the organization’s floors could be gained only through a single entrance at the garage level. The entrance had a single door that looked utterly innocuous except for the small electronic slot that accepted identification cards to permit access. The doorknob was just for show. It opened ...
“You’re serious.” “I’m going to e-mail you a ticket.” “What about a hotel room?” “I have a connection at the city’s best resort,” Michael told her. He picked her up personally at the airport in his Ferrari Testarossa. “I googled you,” she told him, as she climbed in. “Happy with what you found?” ...