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Chapters (58)
  1. Title page
  2. Chapter 1
  3. Chapter 2
  4. Chapter 3
  5. Chapter 4
  6. Chapter 5
  7. Chapter 6
  8. Chapter 7
  9. Chapter 8
  10. Chapter 9
  11. Chapter 10
  12. Chapter 11
  13. Chapter 12
  14. Chapter 13
  15. Chapter 14
  16. Chapter 15
  17. Chapter 16
  18. Chapter 17
  19. Chapter 18
  20. Chapter 19
  21. Chapter 20
  22. Chapter 21
  23. Chapter 22
  24. Chapter 23
  25. Chapter 24
  26. Chapter 25
  27. Chapter 26
  28. Chapter 27
  29. Chapter 28
  30. Chapter 29
  31. Chapter 30
  32. Chapter 31
  33. Chapter 32
  34. Chapter 33
  35. Chapter 34
  36. Chapter 35
  37. Chapter 36
  38. Chapter 37
  39. Chapter 38
  40. Chapter 39
  41. Chapter 40
  42. Chapter 41
  43. Chapter 42
  44. Chapter 43
  45. Chapter 44
  46. Chapter 45
  47. Chapter 46
  48. Chapter 47
  49. Chapter 48
  50. Chapter 49
  51. Chapter 50
  52. Chapter 51
  53. Chapter 52
  54. Chapter 53
  55. Chapter 54
  56. Chapter 55
  57. Chapter 56
  58. Chapter 57

The cop pointed. The one on the ground was shot in the head. Large-caliber weapon, hit from a distance. The bullet took a big chunk of his brains and skull when it exited. The guy was luckyhe probably never knew what hit him.

Someone shot him? Ed said.

If you got a little closer, you wouldnt ask me that question. Theres brain salad all over the ground. It looks like somebody dropped a plate of guacamole.

He didnt shoot himself?

The cop shrugged. All I know is what the ballistics people are saying. They took some measurements and theyre going to computer model it, but at first blush they think it was a shooter on one of the surrounding rooftops.

Luke glanced around the neighborhood. It was an area of two- and three-story apartment buildings, machine shops, warehouses. There were liquor stores, check cashing, and WE BUY GOLD places on street level. He turned and stared at the man.

Youre saying he was shot by a sniper? Who would put a sniper on one of these buildings besides the police?

The cop raised his hands. Look, I just work here. But I can tell you it wasnt us. Our orders were to take these guys alive, if possible, and the guy on the ground was already dead when the first coppers got here.

What about the other one?

The driver? It looks like it might be radiation sickness, or maybe he took some pills. There arent any obvious gunshot or stab wounds. No blood. Hes just sitting there at the steering wheel, like he parked the van and died. Theyll have to do a toxicology work-up on him, but itll take a while. With all the radiation, its going to be another couple of hours before they even get the bodies out of here.

They have any tech on them? Ed said. Phones, tablets, laptops?

The cop shook his head. Not that anybody has found. Sounds funny though, right? Two guys out on a mission with no way to call the mother ship?

Did they fingerprint them? Luke said.

The cop nodded. That and DNA. Its one of the first things they did when the hazmat guys got here.

Thanks.

Luke and Ed walked back toward the building where the chopper landed. I was afraid of that, Luke said. Outside of Ali Nassar, those guys were the last links to whoever attacked the White House. Clearly, it wasnt them.

What are you thinking? Ed said. The whole radiation thing was a distraction?

Maybe. Or maybe it was a backup plan that went bad. I dont know.

Luke pulled out his satellite phone. He and Trudy had switched to sat phones now. Bad weather could take them out, but they were unaffected by communications meltdowns like the one that had hit the East Coast.