The Storm (The NUMA Files)
Clive Cussler, Graham Brown
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The thrilling new novel in the New York Times bestselling Kurt Austin Adventures…
In the middle of the Indian Ocean, a NUMA research vessel is taking water samples when a crew member spots a patch of black oil ahead of them. But the substance is not oil.
Like a horde of army ants, a swarm of black particles from the spoiled sea suddenly attacks, killing everyone aboard while the ship goes up in flames.
A few hours later, Kurt Austin and Joe Zavala are on their way to the Indian Ocean. What they find on the smoldering hulk of the ship will eventually lead them to discover the most audacious scheme they have ever encountered: a plan to permanently alter the weather on a global scale. The insidious plot will kill millions…and it has already begun.
“Two thousand feet and dropping.” Pickett glanced through the shattered glass in front of him. In the failing light he saw four black dots wheeling in the gray sky and dropping toward the ship. Flashes lit from their wings. “Get down!” he shouted. Too late. Fifty caliber shells stitched a line across the ship, cutting the lookout in half and blasting apart what was left of the bridge. Shards of wood, glass and steel flew about the compartment. Pickett hit the deck. A wave of heat flashed over
good question,” Gamay said. There was an odd tone in Gamay’s voice, and Kurt wasn’t sure he followed. “Are you saying no one knows what island he lives on?” “No,” she told him. “Just that no one knows exactly where it is right now.” Kurt felt as if he and the Trouts were having two different conversations. “What are you guys talking about?” “Marchetti is building an artificial island,” Paul explained. “He calls it Aqua-Terra. He launched the core last year and has been outfitting it ever
going from orange to green. “What’s happening?” Leilani asked. “He changed the code,” Marchetti said. “When I logged on, it triggered a response. He’s set the robots on intruder mode.” “Intruder mode? What exactly is intruder mode?” “They go after everyone on the island not wearing an ID badge with an RFID chip in it. It’s my defense against pirates.” Leilani realized instantly she didn’t have a badge, but as the machines began to disconnect from their plugs she wondered about him. “Where’s
sick. “I thought Jinn said Austin and Zavala were dead?” “Apparently he spoke too soon,” Zarrina said. “Where is it coming from?” “It could be anywhere,” she said, glancing out the window. She saw no boats on the horizon, but she did see the three aircraft approaching. One of them was well out of formation. It all but confirmed the worst of her fears. “He’s taken over on one of the jets,” she said. “We need to warn Jinn. And we need leverage. Get the woman up here. Now!” KURT PUSHED THE
least alongside.” She nodded. “Sorry.” He smiled. “It’s okay.” In the absence of the droning outboard, the silence felt oppressive and ominous, like a sign of their eventual doom. There was no wind. The only sound that could be heard was the light chop slapping against the sides of the boat. Bathed in this silence, they bobbed up and down, wallowing in the low swells, three people aboard a sixteen-foot inflatable boat in a million square miles of ocean. “Now what?” Leilani asked. “Now we