Chapters (73)
- LINE Of CONTROL
- Acknowledgments
- PROLOGUE.
- 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.
- 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.
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX.
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN.
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT.
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE.
- CHAPTER FIFTY.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE.
- CHAPTER SIXTY.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE.
- CHAPTER SEVENTY.
Not only was that the most revered site in the region but the terrorists would not have had to worry about security. The Hindus trusted completely in their sacred trinity. If it was the will of Vishnu the preserver then they would not be harmed. If they died violently then Shiva the destroyer would avenge them. And if they were worthy, Brahma the creator would reincarnate them.
No. Bob Herbert's gut was telling him that the Hindu temple, the bus, and the police station were struck for some other reason. He just did not know what that reason was.
But he would.
CHAPTER TWELVE.
C-130 Cabin Wednesday, 10:13 a. m.
When he first joined Striker, Corporal Ishi Honda discovered that there was not a lot of downtime on the ground.
There was a great deal of drilling, especially for him. Honda had joined the team late, replacing Private Johnny Pucketl who had been wounded on the mission to North Korea. It was necessary for Honda, then a twenty-two-year-old private, to get up to speed.
Once he got there Honda never let up. His mother used to tell him he was fated never to rest. She ascribed it to the different halves of his soul. Ishi's maternal grandfather had been a civilian cook at Wheeler Field. He died trying to get home to his family during the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor. Ishi's paternal grandfather had been a high-ranking officer on the staff of Rear Admiral Takajiro Onishi, chief of staff of the Eleventh Air Fleet. Onishi was the architect of the Japanese attack. Ishi's parents were actors who met and fell in love on a show tour without knowing anything about the other's background. They often debated whether knowing that would have made a difference. His father said it absolutely would not have. With a little shake of her head, her eyes downturned, his mother said it might have made a difference.
Ishi had no answers and maybe that was why he could not stop pushing himself. Pan of him believed that if he ever stopped moving he would inevitably look at that question, whether or not a piece of information would have kept him from being born. And he did not want to do that because the question had no answer. Honda did not like problems without solutions.
What he did like was living the life of a Striker. It not only taxed him mentally, it challenged him physically.