By Leo J. Maloney
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In this electrifying novel of relentless suspense, Black Ops veteran Leo J. Maloney unleashes an unthinkable conspiracy from the private corridors of energy. . .
Code named Cobra, former CIA agent Dan Morgan is pulled in whilst another choice has failed. His venture: locate Nikolai Novokoff, a ruthless KGB officer grew to become overseas palms broker. find the guns of mass destruction that the rogue terrorist is threatening to unharness at the international. And terminate with severe prejudice. . .
In the area of clandestine ops, the place the road among associates and enemies is consistently moving, in particular within the halls of Washington, Morgan needs to live on a cruel maze of deceit--and probability everything--to cease a madman.
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You'll have an predicted . . . 3 mins till the oxygen focus reaches severe degrees. ” Bishop, Morgan, Spartan, and Rogue checked out one another, alarmed. “Keep your heads as excessive as you can,” acknowledged Shepard. “Argon’s heavier than air. It’s going to be focused towards the ground. you could stay away from the results for longer if you’re no longer as on the subject of the floor. via an identical token, getting too low may be deadly. ” Morgan looked as if it would think a distinction within the air round his ft, even though it may perhaps simply in addition were all in his head. “Diesel! ” cried Spartan. “How approximately you get that mainframe factor performed in order that we don’t all die? ” “Working on it! ” he acknowledged. “Work swifter! ” “Do you must are available the following and do that! ” snapped Diesel. “Anyone else getting a bit lightheaded? ” requested Rogue. Morgan couldn’t relatively inform if it used to be the strain of the location, yet his fingers without notice felt heavy and his knees vulnerable. His eyelids, too, looked as if it would are looking to shut on their lonesome. “All correct, I’m in, Diesel,” acknowledged Shepard. “Just carry on tight, you men. I’ll get the argon filtered out very quickly and get you right air in there. ” “Not precisely going at any place here,” stated Morgan, his imaginative and prescient swimming. The others appeared to be wasting their stability. To Morgan, it gave the look of the total international regarded askew. “Okay,” acknowledged Shepard. “Draining the room of argon now. ” while he listened for it, Morgan heard the whir of a number of exhausts. “I’ve obtained air being pumped in. you need to be in a position to breathe freely in thirty extra seconds, simply carry on. ” At that second, Rogue dropped to his knees. Morgan appeared round and observed that Spartan and Bishop have been either slumped opposed to the wall. He needed to get Rogue up, and the others weren’t alert adequate to assist. He fought during the haze in his brain and stumbled over to Rogue. He grabbed carry below his armpits and pulled. It used to be as if Morgan’s palms have been thoroughly unresponsive. every little thing used to be so heavy, if purely he rested for a moment . . . He steeled himself opposed to these concepts. They have been deadly at a second like this. With all of the energy he may well muster, he pulled Rogue to his toes. “Breathe, rattling it, breathe! ” Morgan attempted to claim, however it got here out garbled. He might consider his personal mouth decelerate. He slapped Rogue’s face to wake him. His eyes opened a little bit, and he mumbled whatever incomprehensible, delirious. Morgan unexpectedly misplaced his stability and fell along with his part opposed to the wall. His legs looked to be giving out. the trouble of pulling up Rogue had left him winded. He looked to be sliding down, decrease, towards the floor. towards demise, bit by bit. If merely he may well stay awake a bit longer . . . if purely he could—Morgan blacked out. He awakened along with his face opposed to the vinyl ground to the sound of Shepard’s voice in his ear announcing, “Come in . . . Bishop, Cobra, Spartan, Diesel, Rogue. are available, Zeta. ” Slowly, Morgan stuck his breath, and his brain cleared. Alive. He was once alive. The others, Bishop, Spartan, and Rogue, have been status, yet nonetheless now not solely acutely aware. He heard footsteps coming from in the back of him.