Category 7 by Evans Bill & Jameson Marianna

Category 7 by Evans Bill & Jameson Marianna

Author:Evans, Bill & Jameson, Marianna [Jameson, Marianna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2007-07-10T06:00:00+00:00


Thursday, July 19, 5:10 P.M., Campbelltown, Iowa

This is intolerable.

Fury surged through Carter as he turned away from the computer monitor on his desk, stood up, and walked to the window overlooking the fields. They were lush and decadent in the late-afternoon sun, the evidence of a perfect summer.

At the moment, that hardly mattered. What mattered was that someone had started connecting the dots. Someone on his payroll. Someone with a connection to his past.

The author would like to thank Dr. Richard Carlisle for his assistance in the preparation of this paper.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes in an effort to rein in the anger.

How dare Richard break the solemn oath he’d taken to safeguard the secrets of his country.

Doing so was treason. Richard had broken faith on a personal level, too, by talking to Kate Sherman, of all people. And she’d begun stirring things up.

That could not be forgiven.

Taking another deep breath, Carter forced himself to acknowledge that the scales had tipped. He no longer had the luxury of time or privacy. The time had come for him to pick up the gauntlet the president had thrown down and make his point.

He reached for one of the cell phones at the edge of his desk and punched in a number. Raoul picked up on the second ring.

“Plans have changed,” Carter said, and announced a set of coordinates. “Deploy in the next twenty-four hours.”

He didn’t wait for a response before disconnecting. Simone was about to get a place in U.S. history, and Richard Carlisle, Kate Sherman, and Winslow Benson were about to get what they deserved.

Carter depressed the intercom button on his desk phone. “Betty, call all the girls and tell them I’d like them to come home this weekend. No arguments. Send the plane for them. And I’ll need to be in New York on Saturday, late afternoon. Let Jack know, will you?” he said easily and calmly, speaking of the company’s pilot.

“Right away, Mr. Thompson. Is anything the matter?”

“Not for long,” he said. He didn’t have to fake a smile.



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