By Leo J. Maloney
"Silent murderer has every thing a mystery reader wants." --Ben Coes, nationwide bestselling writer of The final Refuge
"A terrifyingly exciting story." -- Michele McPhee, writer of A Mob Story
In this electrifying novel of relentless suspense, Black Ops veteran Leo J. Maloney unleashes an unthinkable conspiracy from the private corridors of strength. . .
Code named Cobra, former CIA agent Dan Morgan is pulled in while another alternative has failed. His venture: locate Nikolai Novokoff, a ruthless KGB officer grew to become overseas palms broker. find the guns of mass destruction that the rogue terrorist is threatening to unharness at the global. And terminate with severe prejudice. . .
In the realm of clandestine ops, the place the road among pals and enemies is continually transferring, particularly within the halls of Washington, Morgan needs to live to tell the tale a cruel maze of deceit--and danger everything--to cease a madman.
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No,” stated Bloch. “Absolutely no longer, no! ” “We will possibly not have any choice,” stated Morgan. “It’ll reason a global incident,” stated Bloch. “It might disclose Zeta department. it should positioned us correct within the attractions of the chinese language. ” “And if we don’t, Novokoff may set free infection in ny urban which can kill millions,” stated Morgan. “You don’t have a call, Bloch. you might want to use it. ” “It’s too past due, Cobra,” Novokoff screamed. “It doesn’t topic in the event you kill me! I’m already lifeless! yet you won’t cease this bomb from going off!
Convinced! He observed it. the best way out, like a whiff of clean air in a dank cave. He used to be going to need to make up for misplaced time. yet he may do it. His hands moved just like the wind, and he observed not anything else. simply variables, summary symbols swimming round, then locking into position as he set them down. The seconds counted down as he labored, sweating. Shepard blocked out every little thing else, and went into that fullyyt summary region, the place he had no physique, only a brain manipulating logical parts. His brain used to be operating 3 steps sooner than his arms.
Now pay attention me out. these things ’s been tainted as a part of a terrorist plot. There’s a perilous fungus jumbled in with this powder. ” “What, like anthrax or whatever? ” “Worse,” stated Morgan. “Worse? ” “If this factor will get out, I promise it’s going to be grotesque. And in the event that they hint it again to the cocaine, i will guarantee you that the DEA is the very last thing you’ll need to fear approximately. by surprise, finishing the drug exchange should be a question of nationwide safety. and also you know the way civil rights and due approach are the 1st to move out the door once terrorism is pointed out.
So our major precedence immediately is the cocaine with the spores,” acknowledged Bloch. “We recognize the send that it’s on. do we discover which box it's? ” “We wouldn’t be aware of the place to begin,” acknowledged Conley. “Valter, the fellow Siqueira interrogated, couldn’t let us know. The send is slated to reach in Miami in below every week. We can’t mount an research in that point body. ” “Shepard,” stated Bloch. “How approximately machine files? Is there any approach to slender down the ship’s contents electronically? ” “I’ve been having a look into this,” he acknowledged.
She felt his blood splattering at the part of her face and head. He roared and published her. He fell to the floor, greedy at his neck to prevent the bleeding. with out considering, she went instantly out the again door. She jumped over the fence and simply stored on working, throughout the Harrisons’ yard, from there out into the road, simply operating farther and farther away. She cried as she ran, choking with ragged breaths. The tears streamed down, her brain jam-packed with the only objective of having as far-off from the home as attainable.