Chapters (96)
- Cover
- Berkley titles by David Ricciardi
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- CHARACTER LIST
- PROLOGUE
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
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- FORTY-TWO
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- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- SIXTY-SIX
- SIXTY-SEVEN
- SIXTY-EIGHT
- SIXTY-NINE
- SEVENTY
- SEVENTY-ONE
- SEVENTY-TWO
- SEVENTY-THREE
- SEVENTY-FOUR
- SEVENTY-FIVE
- SEVENTY-SIX
- SEVENTY-SEVEN
- SEVENTY-EIGHT
- SEVENTY-NINE
- EIGHTY
- EIGHTY-ONE
- EIGHTY-TWO
- EIGHTY-THREE
- EIGHTY-FOUR
- EIGHTY-FIVE
- EIGHTY-SIX
- EIGHTY-SEVEN
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They entered the agent’s personal office and found it exactly as Athena had described. Thanya inserted a flash drive into his laptop and stole his password in forty-two seconds, then uploaded a piece of software that would transmit copies of every document stored on the hard drive to an untraceable NSA server somewhere in Germany.
Also in Thanya’s purse was the acrylic tombstone Jake had noticed in Athena’s office. It was identical to the one owned by the agent—a souvenir from the Lindos ship transaction—except Thanya had converted it into an electronic surveillance device by drilling a hole into its base and installing a miniature camera, microphone, battery, and transmitter, before resealing the hole.
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ATHENA SIPPED HER glass of champagne while the agent drank the rest of the bottle. Several times he placed his hand upon hers, ignoring the engagement ring, as he told another tale of his acumen in business or on the soccer field. Athena sat with a pleasant smile on her face and pretended to enjoy the childish stories—until eleven fifteen.
He’d just brushed his leg against hers when she stood up and patted her jacket pockets.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I just remembered that I need to make a call and I’ve forgotten my phone. I need to go to my car.”
The agent didn’t like that idea at all.
“Please,” he said. “Use mine.”
Athena took the phone and dialed her office, but the loud restaurant made it impossible to hear. She excused herself and walked outside, along the waterfront, where all the sailboats were docked.
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JAKE WAS ABOUT to replace the agent’s tombstone with the bugged one when Thanya signaled him to freeze. She tapped the Bluetooth headset she was wearing.
“Yes?” she said in Greek. She listened for a moment and gave Jake a thumbs-up to replace the tombstone and put the old one in her bag.
She pulled out her mobile phone. “I just texted you an executable file,” she said. “Open it.”
Athena did as she was told and Thanya confirmed that the software had been installed on the agent’s phone. It was an XCell Stealth, a high-security phone that was resistant to remote penetration, so the team had decided to breach it via physical access. Twenty seconds after the software began running, it had already transmitted all of his contacts and his call history. Once the agent’s phone was hooked up to a charger and idle for an hour, the software would steal his emails and his photos as well.
“We’re in,” Thanya said to Athena. “Now do three things: Delete this call from his call history, call your office for a few minutes so the record is there if he checks, and delete the text message I sent you.”
Thanya ended the call and looked at Jake. “We have control of his device. Let’s go.”
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