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
“‘Overlapped’ is a slippery word. I don’t know who you ladies are or what you stand for. Granted, Violin saved my bacon at the hotel when the Red Knight attacked me, and she stepped in during the Sabbatarian hit on one of our safe houses, so she gets a lot of Brownie points for that.” I saw Violin look away to hide a smile. “But at the same time she’s stalled me all day long, feeding me enigmatic bits and pieces of information. Plus there’s that whole ‘working for Rasouli’ thing. Let’s start with that, and I’d like some straight answers. No bullshit, no runaround.”
“Watch your mouth,” snapped a tall woman as she stepped up and laid a hand on the butt of a holstered pistol. She was a hatchet-faced broad who looked like she could go three rounds with Top and Bunny. Ghost growled, but I flicked my finger and he went silent but stayed hyperalert. “You will speak to Lilith with respect or—”
“Actually, sister,” I interrupted, “I’ll speak to her any goddamn way I want, and you will pretty much stand down and shut the fuck up.”
I thought the woman was going to go for it. The others were equally tense, hands touching weapons.
But then a red dot appeared on the center on Lilith’s forehead. Violin gasped. The women turned and stared in horror.
In my ear John Smith murmured, “Call it, boss.”
Chapter Eighty-seven
Chapter Eighty-Seven
Arklight Camp
Outskirts of Tehran
June 16, 2:03 a.m.
Lilith reached her hand up and touched her forehead as if she could feel the negligible heat of the red dot. When she lowered her hand she even looked at her fingers as if there should be blood there. She nodded slowly, more to herself than to me. Then she raised her eyes to me and I suddenly felt the full impact of her stare.
“If you must shoot,” she said, “then take your shot. You’ll live long enough to see me fall, but not a second longer.”
I had to admire her guts. I know from recent personal experience that it’s not easy to play it cool with a laser sight on you. She was doing a better job of it than I did yesterday.
“Lilith,” growled the woman who had fronted me, “I’ll cover you and—”
Another red light appeared out of the shadows and glowed on the center of her chest. Then another and another, touching the women on either side of Lilith. And a last one, floating right between Violin’s breasts.