Literature

Chapter 127There was a sudden and reverent silence among the group on the podium. It was as if they were watching an eclipse or volcanic eruption-an incredible chain of events…

Chapter 123An ashen technician ran to the podium. “Tunnel block’s about to go!” Jabba turned to the VR onscreen. The attackers surged forward, only a whisker away from their assault…

Chapter 118″It’s proof,” Fontaine said decidedly. “Tankado dumped the ring. He wanted it as far from himself as possible-so we’d never find it.” “But, Director,” Susan argued, “it doesn’t make…

Chapter 115The emptiness in David Becker’s mind was absolute. I am dead. And yet there was a sound. A distant voice… “David.” There was a dizzying burning beneath his arm….

Chapter 110Jabba stared blankly at the printout Soshi had just handed him. Pale, he wiped his forehead on his sleeve. “Director, we have no choice. We’ve got to kill power…

Chapter 107Susan had no idea how much time had passed. A burning in her throat pulled her to her senses. Disoriented, she studied her surroundings. She was on a carpet…

Chapter 100Hulohot took the Giralda stairs three at a time. The only light in the spiral passage was from small open-air windows every 180 degrees. He’s trapped! David Becker will…

Chapter 94Midge Milken stood fuming at the water cooler near the entrance to the conference room. What the hell is Fontaine doing? She crumpled her paper cup and threw it…

Chapter 88The headlight of Becker’s Vespa threw stark shadows on the walls of the narrow passageways. He struggled with the gear shift and roared between the whitewashed buildings, giving the…

Chapter 85Greg Hale lay curled on the Node 3 floor. Strathmore and Susan had just dragged him across Crypto and bound his hands and feet with twelve-gauge printer cable from…

Chapter 81Becker stood bleary-eyed beside the telephone booth on the terminal concourse. Despite his burning face and a vague nausea, his spirits were soaring. It was over. Truly over. He…

Chapter 76Outside the Seville airport terminal, a taxi sat idle, the meter running. The passenger in the wire-rim glasses gazed through the plate-glass windows of the well-lit terminal. He knew…

Chapter 71Tokugen Numataka lit his fourth cigar and kept pacing. He snatched up his phone and buzzed the main switchboard. “Any word yet on that phone number?” he demanded before…

Chapter 66Becker crossed the concourse toward the rest room doors only to find the door marked CABALLEROS blocked by an orange pylon and a cleaning cart filled with detergent and…

Chapter 63Becker’s newly purchased Vespa motorcycle struggled up the entry road to Aeropuerto de Sevilla. His knuckles had been white the whole way. His watch read just after 2:00 a.m….

Chapter 59Susan reached for Commander Strathmore’s hand as he helped her up the ladder onto the Crypto floor. The image of Phil Chartrukian lying broken on the generators was burned…

Chapter 55″You’re in my seat, asshole.” Becker lifted his head off his arms. Doesn’t anyone speak Spanish in this damn country? Glaring down at him was a short, pimple-faced teenager…

Chapter 50Only yards from TRANSLTR’s hull, Phil Chartrukian stood over a patch of white lettering on the Crypto floor. CRYPTO SUBLEVELS AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY He knew he was definitely not…

Becker dragged himself off the floor of the bus and collapsed in an empty seat.”Nice move, dipshit.” The kid with the three spikes sneered. Becker squinted in the stark lighting….

“What?” Midge sputtered in disbelief. “Strathmore claims our data is wrong?”Brinkerhoff nodded and hung up the phone. “Strathmore denied that TRANSLTR’s been stuck on one file for eighteen hours?” “He…