Chapters (145)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- Part One: Acts of War
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-one
- Chapter Twenty-two
- Chapter Twenty-three
- Chapter Twenty-four
- Chapter Twenty-five
- Chapter Twenty-six
- Part Two: By the Rivers Dark
- Chapter Twenty-seven
- Chapter Twenty-eight
- Chapter Twenty-nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-one
- Chapter Thirty-two
- Chapter Thirty-three
- Chapter Thirty-four
- Chapter Thirty-five
- Chapter Thirty-six
- Chapter Thirty-seven
- Chapter Thirty-eight
- Chapter Thirty-nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-one
- Chapter Forty-two
- Chapter Forty-three
- Chapter Forty-four
- Chapter Forty-five
- Interlude One
- Chapter Forty-six
- Chapter Forty-seven
- Interlude Two
- Chapter Forty-eight
- Chapter Forty-nine
- Interlude Three
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-one
- Interlude Four
- Chapter Fifty-two
- Chapter Fifty-three
- Chapter Fifty-four
- Chapter Fifty-five
- Chapter Fifty-six
- Interlude Five
- Part Three: The Blood of Angels
- Chapter Fifty-seven
- Chapter Fifty-eight
- Interlude Six
- Chapter Fifty-nine
- Interlude Seven
- Chapter Sixty
- Chapter Sixty-one
- Chapter Sixty-two
- Interlude Eight
- Chapter Sixty-three
- Chapter Sixty-four
- Chapter Sixty-five
- Chapter Sixty-six
- Chapter Sixty-seven
- Interlude Nine
- Chapter Sixty-eight
- Chapter Sixty-nine
- Chapter Seventy
- Chapter Seventy-one
- Chapter Seventy-two
- Chapter Seventy-three
- Interlude Ten
- Chapter Seventy-four
- Chapter Seventy-five
- Chapter Seventy-six
- Chapter Seventy-seven
- Chapter Seventy-eight
- Chapter Seventy-nine
- Chapter Eighty
- Chapter Eighty-one
- Chapter Eighty-two
- Chapter Eighty-three
- Chapter Eighty-four
- Chapter Eighty-five
- Chapter Eighty-six
- Chapter Eighty-seven
- Chapter Eighty-eight
- Chapter Eighty-nine
- Chapter Ninety
- Chapter Ninety-one
- Chapter Ninety-two
- Chapter Ninety-three
- Chapter Ninety-four
- Chapter Ninety-five
- Chapter Ninety-six
- Chapter Ninety-seven
- Chapter Ninety-eight
- Chapter Ninety-nine
- Chapter One Hundred
- Chapter One Hundred One
- Chapter One Hundred Two
- Chapter One Hundred Three
- Chapter One Hundred Four
- Chapter One Hundred Five
- Chapter One Hundred Six
- Chapter One Hundred Seven
- Chapter One Hundred Eight
- Chapter One Hundred Nine
- Chapter One Hundred Ten
- Chapter One Hundred Eleven
- Chapter One Hundred Twelve
- Chapter One Hundred Thirteen
- Chapter One Hundred Fourteen
- Chapter One Hundred Fifteen
- Chapter One Hundred Sixteen
- Chapter One Hundred Seventeen
- Chapter One Hundred Eighteen
- Chapter One Hundred Nineteen
- Chapter One Hundred Twenty
- Chapter One Hundred Twenty-one
- Chapter One Hundred Twenty-two
- Chapter One Hundred Twenty-three
- Chapter One Hundred Twenty-four
- Chapter One Hundred Twenty-five
- Epilogue
- Also by Jonathan Maberry
- About the Author
Violin stiffened but before she—or anyone else—could say anything Lilith raised her hand slightly. It silenced all reaction, but I could feel all those eyes burning into me. The Mothers of the Fallen were not lining up to join the Joe Ledger fan club. That went both ways.
“Here’s the thing,” I said, “it’s not that I have any specific disrespect for you—whoever the hell you are—or these fine ladies here. Or your daughter. It’s just that I just had a real bitch of a day yesterday, and I’m tired, sore, and cranky. I’ve been chased, attacked by Sabbatarians and vampires, and people have been very mean to my dog.”
Ghost woofed.
“And,” I concluded, “your daughter put sniper scopes on me to force me into a meeting with Iran’s biggest psychopath who told me that there are nuclear bombs planted all over the Middle East. One of those bombs is in the United States. My boss gave me the impression that you know more about what’s going on, but so far you haven’t told me shit. So, if you’re looking for deference or civility, I’m fresh out. In fact, I’m wondering why the fuck you’re wasting time with clandestine meetings, cryptic phone calls, and a lot of cloak and dagger bullshit.”
Lilith smiled a little. Beautiful as she was, her smile was unpleasant. Kind of an Ilsa, She Wolf of the SS vibe.
“I won’t apologize for the confusion, Captain,” Lilith began. “Arklight is not in the habit of sharing information except under very limited circumstances. When my daughter was contacted by Rasouli yesterday she had no idea who you were. Once you provided your name, she was able to do a database search to come up with some background on you. We know about your military and police careers, and we know that you are an agent of the Department of Military Sciences. You work for St. Germaine.”
“Who?”
“Mr. Church.”
“What do you know of Mr. Church?”
“Almost certainly more than you do,” she said.
“And we’re back to the cryptic bullshit. You still haven’t explained what the ‘Mother of the Fallen’ are, what Arklight is, and how you know anything about Mr. Church.”
Lilith ignored that. “There have been times when Arklight’s agenda has overlapped with his operations.”