Contents (110)
- Contents
- About the Book
- About the Author
- PART ONE
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- PART TWO
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- PART THREE
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Chapter 84
- Chapter 85
- Chapter 86
- Chapter 87
- Chapter 88
- Chapter 89
- Chapter 90
- Chapter 91
- Chapter 92
- Chapter 93
- Chapter 94
- Chapter 95
- Chapter 96
- Chapter 97
- Chapter 98
- Chapter 99
- Chapter 100
- Chapter 101
- Chapter 102
- Chapter 103
- What did you think?
Burke spotted Bristol and Deputy Chief Edgar speaking to one of the men in the yellow protective suits, his mask and headgear pulled back, and pointed the group out to Carter. Joining the three, who were deep in discussion, Carter said, “So what have we missed?”
“Where have you been?” Bristol asked. “And where’s Nic?”
“Long story. Let’s just say that we’ve been butting heads with the CIA,” He paused, wondering whether he should tell her about Nic’s heroic act but decided to dodge her question. “How are the hostages doing?”
Bristol lowered her eyes, and Edgar said, “Carter, this is Lt. Col. Dangbar from USAMRID.”
Carter shook the newcomer’s hand and introduced Dr. Burke. Then Dangbar said, “We don’t expect these men and women to last through the night. Whatever it was that has infected them is a very nasty designer bug. It’s not airborne or contagious by touch or contact. Likely spread from fluid transfer.”
“Have you seen anything like it before?”
“Not me personally, but it seems to be based on Bolivian hemorrhagic fever, and that’s one of many diseases that our government and the Soviets experimented with. We’ve heard rumors about Biopreparat and that they made it much further in their research than their US counterparts. We’ve investigated a lot of claims that their actual files were stolen and sold off, but this may be the first concrete evidence, if we could link it back to the Soviet biological weapons program.”
“Is there any kind of cure or way to help these people?”
“Some vaccines exist for Argentine hemorrhagic fever, which is a close cousin. But neither is approved by the FDA or available in the United States. We’re trying to get our hands on some of those vaccines, but I don’t think it will arrive in time to help. Plus, with the altered and weaponized nature of this pathogen, we have no idea whether any current treatments would even make a dent. The incubation period and aggressiveness of this pathogen is scary fast. Most viruses like this, you’re talking seven to ten days before they start showing late-stage symptoms or are at risk of death. This is only a small fraction of that time.”
“If they designed such a weapon, wouldn’t they also design a vaccine or remedy along with it?”
“Sometimes, but not always. I guess there’s always hope of that, if we could catch the ones responsible.”
“So who could have had access to something like this, and if it’s not contagious, what purpose does it serve?”
Dangbar was a short black man with a thin mustache and a commanding voice. He rubbed his fingers down the mustache to his chin as he considered that. “Access, I have no idea. Terrorist cells all over the world are in the market for designer pathogens like this. They can do more damage with an outbreak than they can with a suicide vest. But my guess as to how it was designed to be used as a weapon, and this is purely speculation, is that you put a drop of this pathogen into a water supply for a city or building or village or whatever. The replication rate of the virus is incredible, and while similar viruses often need an animal host to spread, this one seems to thrive in water alone. A single drop into a water tower would spread throughout the entire water supply within a matter of hours, maybe even minutes.”