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Chapters (66)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraphs
  5. Contents
  6. Prologue
  7. Chapter 1
  8. Chapter 2
  9. Chapter 3
  10. Chapter 4
  11. Chapter 5
  12. Chapter 6
  13. Chapter 7
  14. Chapter 8
  15. Chapter 9
  16. Chapter 10
  17. Chapter 11
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Chapter 14
  21. Chapter 15
  22. Chapter 16
  23. Chapter 17
  24. Chapter 18
  25. Chapter 19
  26. Chapter 20
  27. Chapter 21
  28. Chapter 22
  29. Chapter 23
  30. Chapter 24
  31. Chapter 25
  32. Chapter 26
  33. Chapter 27
  34. Chapter 28
  35. Chapter 29
  36. Chapter 30
  37. Chapter 31
  38. Chapter 32
  39. Chapter 33
  40. Chapter 34
  41. Chapter 35
  42. Chapter 36
  43. Chapter 37
  44. Chapter 38
  45. Chapter 39
  46. Chapter 40
  47. Chapter 41
  48. Chapter 42
  49. Chapter 43
  50. Chapter 44
  51. Chapter 45
  52. Chapter 46
  53. Chapter 47
  54. Chapter 48
  55. Chapter 49
  56. Chapter 50
  57. Chapter 51
  58. Chapter 52
  59. Chapter 53
  60. Chapter 54
  61. Chapter 55
  62. Chapter 56
  63. The Boston Globe
  64. Also by Michael Palmer
  65. About the Author
  66. Copyright

Lou pulled his gun and tensed. If Kazimi and Humphrey were not alone, this could be it. A moment later, they heard a slight scraping sound. Before they could pinpoint the source, the wall began to move, pivoting precisely at its midpoint to reveal an opening several feet wide. They watched, guns raised, as the figure of a man emerged. Focused on Vaill’s repeated warning not to hesitate, Lou trained his weapon on the shadowy target, and tightened his finger on the trigger.

Chapter 52

CHAPTER 52

If only allowed to flex its muscle, the bond of family would prove stronger than allegiance to any government.

—LANCASTER R. HILL, Climb the Mountain, SAWYER RIVER BOOKS, 1941, P. 33

“Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot!”

Committed to avoiding hesitation at all costs, Lou’s finger was tightening on the trigger when Vaill reached over and grabbed his wrist.

“Jesus, you almost killed him, Lou. Next time you decide you’re not going to hesitate, stop and check with me. Dr. Lou Welcome, Dr. Ahmed Kazimi.”

The men, would-be killer and would-be victim, shook hands.

“Please speak softly,” Kazimi said. “There is a surveillance camera in the room behind us. We will meet you by the elevator shaft where we cannot be heard or seen by them.”

The scientist vanished back into the castle, while Lou risked a quick peek into the space beyond the wall. Instead of the storage area he had expected, the room was a microbiology laboratory, with a stainless-steel autopsy table, a sink, and several large refrigeration units, along with a rack of hazmat suits and a portable chemical shower. Craning his neck sideways, Lou could see clear plastic cages lining the pivoting wall. White mice scurried about, disturbed by the sudden movement of their habitats.

Lou stepped back to make room for Kazimi in the space overlooking the elevator shaft. Humphrey, whose motorized wheelchair barely fit through the opening, followed. Kazimi applied pressure to a spot, and the wall glided shut, enclosing them. A nearly concealed switch turned on a trio of corroded sconces.

“You were the last person I expected to be knocking on the wall, Agent Vaill,” Kazimi said as the two men shook hands. “I saw what happened that night to Agent Rodriguez. I am terribly, terribly sorry.”

“I’m here to rescue you and to avenge her,” Vaill said without emotion.

“Well, I am glad you are alive to do so,” Kazimi replied. “Dr. Welcome, Mr. Miller has had many fine things to say about you.”

“I’m glad we’ve found you both. Humphrey, I confess I feared the worse for you. It’s very good to see you again.”

“Good to be found,” Humphrey said.

“I’m saddened about your aide. These are very bad people we are dealing with.”

“Especially that Burke.”

“No time for happy reunions,” Vaill said. “How long do we have before whoever is monitoring those cameras notices you’re gone?”