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Chapters (77)
  1. Cover
  2. Discover the series you can’t put down …
  3. Epigraph
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Chapter 53
  58. Chapter 54
  59. Chapter 55
  60. Chapter 56
  61. Chapter 57
  62. Chapter 58
  63. Chapter 59
  64. Chapter 60
  65. Chapter 61
  66. Chapter 62
  67. Chapter 63
  68. Chapter 64
  69. Keep Reading …
  70. When things get rough, we should all have a friend like Ben Hope …
  71. TERROR HAS A NAME …
  72. ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE.
  73. DEEP SOUTH.DEEPER SECRETS.
  74. Spring 2021
  75. About the Author
  76. By the same author:
  77. About the Publisher

Three for three, fired off just as fast as Tuesday Fletcher could work the bolt on the .338 Remington and plant the scope crosshairs on his targets from just over two hundred metres away, the other side of the lake where he and Reaper were hunkered down among the bushes. In a sniper’s world timing is everything – and being the artist that he was, Tuesday’s timing had been perfect.

And now the Pandemonium Club was about to earn its name, in a literal sense. Yelling and screaming, they broke their orderly line along the edge of the lakeside and scattered in panic. Several of them tripped over their robes, stumbled and went sprawling to the grass. A few of the more sprightly ones made a dash towards the safety of the house.

But they weren’t going to get very far. While all eyes had been hungrily focused on the spectacle on the island, nobody had noticed the three of their Brothers who had quietly stepped back from the crowd, taken off their beaked masks, shrugged off their robes and pointed the semiautomatic weapons that had been concealed underneath.

Ben Hope, Jaden Wolf and Jeff Dekker had joined the party.

A lot of organising had taken place in the last twenty-four hours. As Ben and Wolf had sped away from the village of Hanbury in separate cars, Ben had got straight on the phone. While Grace’s fate had been at the mercy of Saunders’ killers, he’d been powerless to call for the help of his closest friends and allies. Now all that had changed. And his friends were only too happy to answer his call.

Jeff and Tuesday had landed in the UK just hours later, while Jeff’s buddy Reaper Rigby had sped down from Wrexham to lend a helping hand. In addition to his sniper rifle, Reaper had brought with him another useful piece of kit that he kept stashed away for a rainy day: a military-grade RF scanner/jammer of the kind that Special Forces covert entry and counter-surveillance teams sometimes used to detect, locate and neutralise GPS locators, bugs and hidden cameras. The operation to get inside Karswell Hall was soon underway. They split into two teams: Tuesday and Reaper would infiltrate the grounds and take up position in the woods, while Ben, Wolf and Jeff would use Dudley’s Bentley to roll up with the rest of the delegates that night.