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
Auntie peered over her glasses. “That’s not what you’re seeing here? So what am I missing?”
“It’s the inventory,” answered Circe. “We have two clear JPEGS of nuclear devices and several other ‘damaged’ image files. That gives us the type of device and establishes that they are already in place. We have field notes from an operative with a Geiger counter. Not a tape or digital recording of the counter, but personal observation notes that look like they were transferred from a phone text message. We have a list of targets, which is naturally compelling but also weirdly precise, considering that Rasouli has no verifiable ‘source’ for any of this. There’s more, but that’s my first impression.”
“Wow,” said Rudy. “You got all that by looking at this for twenty minutes? You always impress me, my dear.”
“No,” interrupted Circe, “that’s just it, this is too fast. Too easy. It’s like we’re being handed too much too soon.” Again, Bug was nodding along with everything she said.
Rudy frowned. “Isn’t that was Rasouli was trying to do?”
“Yes,” conceded Circe, “and I might have been less suspicious if the drive was intact. What troubles me is the fact that the drive was damaged and yet there are a lot of very key pieces here.”
“Exactamundo,” agreed Bug.
“It doesn’t make sense, though” Circe said, then quickly corrected herself. “No—it does make sense, but only if the person placing those files on the drive knew that the drive would be damaged.”
“Yup.”
“No, that’s wrong, too,” murmured Aunt Sallie. “Damage from moisture is random. Does this mean that the files were added after the flash drive was removed during the autopsy?”
“I don’t think so,” said Bug. “In fact I’m pretty sure that’s not the case.”
Rudy asked, “Admittedly I don’t know what I’m talking about, so forgive me if this is a foolish question, but … we can’t actually be certain that the drive was really swallowed by Rasouli’s agent, can we? So, could the moisture damage have been deliberate?”
Bug grinned so hard his face looked ready to explode. “Bingo!”
“Okay, boy genius,” said Aunt Sallie, “tell us.”
“I could do it,” said Bug. “In fact I’m really, really, really sure that someone else who is almost as smart as me did exactly that.”
“Almost as smart?”
Bug sniffed. “If I did it, no one would ever have figured it out.”
“Arrogance is a serious personality flaw,” said Rudy, but he was smiling.