Bloodline (Sigma Force)
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Could you live forever?
DISCOVERED HERE, AS WELL AS YOUR DNA, THE ASSASSINATION WILL BE BLAMED ON THE ROGUE ACTIONS OF A DISGRUNTLED COVERT OPERATIVE, ONE WHO WAS RETALIATING AGAINST THE MOTHBALLING OF HIS GROUP BY THE ADMINISTRATION.” In effect, putting the final nail in Sigma’s coffin. But the Guild’s schemes were even grander than that. “SUCH AN ACT WILL REQUIRE AN ENTIRE REVAMPING OF THE UNITED STATES’ COVERT AND INTELLIGENCE AGENCIES. ONE OVERSEEN BY US, AS WE TAKE OVER THE WHITE HOUSE WITH THE NEXT ELECTION.
watched the blood bubbling out of his nostrils with each labored breath. She listened to the harsh gurgle in his chest as he lay on his back. A weak cough brought more blood to his lips, where it flowed through his forked beard and pooled into the hollow of his throat. The beating of his heart could be seen there, shimmering that dark pool with each fading thud. She prayed for him to die—and quickly. Burn in the flames of hell where you belong… As if heaven heard her plea, one last rough
this code-black military mission not only because he was the director of Sigma, which operated under the aegis of DARPA, but also because he had personally engineered a piece ofhardware aboard one of the two military satellites. The pair of satellites—IoG-1 and IoG-2—had been sent into space four months ago. The acronym for the satellites—IoG—stood for Interpolation ofthe Geodetic Effect, a name originally coined by the military physicist who had engineered this project for a gravitational
He nodded, satisfied. As he ended the call, he glanced over to a plasma screen resting atop an antique Portuguese naval chest. Earlier, he’d had Tomaz bribe one of the security guards at Casino Lisboa to gain access to their internal video surveillance, specificallythe feed into one of their VIP rooms off the main gaming floor. Such rooms were plentiful throughout Macau, servicing high-stakes gamblers who wanted a private table or some exclusive time with one ofMacau’s elite prostitutes. This
Then an answer came. “I’ll wait,” Tucker said. “For the moment. But no promises.” That was as much concession as Gray would get from him. “I’m on my way,” Gray radioed—then faced the others and pointed down the street. “You two, head to the hotel. Keep the tail chasing after you. Convince them we’ve retired for the night.” Seichan stepped closer. “You shouldn’t be going alone. You barely know the city.” He tapped up a street-view map of Boosaaso on his phone. “I’ll manage. Besides, we have no