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  1. Titles by Mark Greaney
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Dedication
  5. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  6. CONTENTS
  7. Epigraph
  8. CHARACTERS
  9. PROLOGUE
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  88. EPILOGUE

That was the bad news. The good news was that the facial recognition software had been tweaked and retooled overnight, using some newer images of Gentry taken from security camera images out of Belgium, and the technicians felt confident they would, sooner or later, pick him out from the millions of human faces from thousands of video feeds in the D.C. metro area.

Still, Denny had his doubts the Violator operations center would get much out of facial recognition. No, Gentry was too good for that. He would mask himself a dozen different ways to spoof the software.

Next in the report Brewer wrote that JSOC operatives were up and running in the city, ready to be vectored to the right location as soon as there was more information to go on. Two men were also over watching the home of SAD director Matthew Hanley, in the hopes Gentry would show up to question—or to kill—his former boss.

The report also confirmed that thirty contracted assets were on station in the area watching known associates of Violator.

This wasn’t in the report, of course, but Carmichael also knew the Saudis would be deployed in the District. He hadn’t spoken with Kaz since he’d left him in the Kimpton in Alexandria the afternoon before, but Carmichael knew Kaz would waste no time getting his operation in gear.

Carmichael was confident one of the myriad elements involved in the hunt would locate Gentry soon, but he also suspected the action would really only start the second Gentry did something to expose himself to the hunters. He would make his play, contact a known associate or show himself at a CIA facility, and CIA would be ready.

And while Mayes sent JSOC and other assets, Denny would send the Saudis to cover any escape.

Court Gentry was going to die here in D.C., Carmichael felt certain. The only real worry was making sure it happened without either the media or the Department of Justice finding out about it.

Just then his intercom beeped. His secretary’s voice came over the speaker. “Sorry, sir, I know you asked not to be disturbed, but Department Director Hanley is here to see you.”

Carmichael put down the report and pushed the call button. “I didn’t see an appointment on the calendar.”

“No, sir. But he is insistent.”

Of course he is, Carmichael thought. “Prick,” he said aloud, then he pushed the talk button again. “Send him in.”

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