Black Order (Sigma Force)
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A sinister fire in a Copenhagen bookstore ignites a relentless hunt across four continents. Arson and murder reveal an insidious plot to steal a Bible that once belonged to Charles Darwin. And Commander Gray Pierce dives headlong into a mystery that dates back to Nazi Germany...and to horrific experiments performed in a now-abandoned laboratory in Poland.
A continent away, madness ravages a remote monastery in Nepal, as Buddhist monks turn to cannibalism and torture. Lisa Cummings, an American doctor investigating the atrocity, is suddenly a target of a brutal assassin. And Lisa's only ally is Painter Crowe, director of SIGMA Force, who already shows signs of the baffling malady.
Now it is up to Gray Pierce to save them both as SIGMA Force races to expose a century-old plot that threatens to destroy the current world order . . . and alter the destiny of humankind forever.
business suit ushered them across the hall. “Ambassador Hourigan will be down momentarily. I’m to take you to his study. Can I bring you any tea or coffee?” Logan and Kat declined. They were soon ensconced in a richly paneled room. The furniture—desks, bookcases, occasional tables—was constructed of the same wood. Stinkwood, native to South Africa, so rare it was no longer available for commercial export. Logan took a seat by the desk. Kat remained standing. They didn’t have long to wait.
over again? There was only one way to find out. Monk pulled himself into the crowded rear compartment. Mosi settled into a seat next to Major Brooks. They sat on the bench facing Anna, Lisa, and Painter. One other newcomer, a half-naked Zulu warrior named Tau, was also strapped in the back. He half twisted to keep a short spear thrust at the throat of the chopper’s copilot. Head Warden Gerald Kellogg sat next to Gunther, bound and gagged. One eye was swollen and purpling. Monk tapped Gunther
their trapped prey. All around, muscled bulks rose back to their feet. “Don’t fire!” Monk whispered urgently. “Everyone into that room!” He waved toward a side door, where they could make a better stand, limit their exposure. Gunther hauled Anna. Mosi D’Gana stepped away from the beast he had impaled with a spear. He helped Major Brooks to his feet. Blood flowed thickly from a deep bite to the man’s thigh. Before they could move farther, a savage growl of warning arose from Monk’s other flank.
the line of boats while actually studying the bridge he had just crossed. He watched for any stragglers, any familiar faces, anyone suspicious. It was one advantage of residing near the canal. The bridges were perfect squeeze points to observe anyone trailing him. By crisscrossing the stone spans, he would force any tail into the open. He watched for a full minute until satisfied, memorizing faces and gaits, then continued on. On such a minor assignment as this one, the habit was more paranoid
River, the castle also had a fairy-tale quality to it, a place of enchanted princesses and knights on white stallions. “If Dracula had been gay,” Monk said, “that would so be his castle.” Gray knew what he meant. There was something vaguely sinister about the place, but it might just be the lowering sky to the north. They’d be lucky to reach the lowland village before the storm struck. “Where to now?” Gray asked. A crumpling sound rose from the backseat as Fiona checked the map. She had