The Infinity Affliction by Evan Currie

The Infinity Affliction by Evan Currie

Author:Evan Currie [Currie, Evan]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-05-22T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 13

Situation Room, Washington

“Situation report from San Francisco, Sir,” An aide said, handing off a sheet to Strand as he nodded wearily in thanks.

The President flipped open the brief, reading the summary carefully before quickly skimming the rest of the thirty-page report. He frowned heavily, glancing up to see the others around the table doing much the same with their copies.

San Francisco had suffered heavy casualties, the city burning while, across the bay, Alameda had been all but washed away by the sudden flash wave that had apparently been taller than the buildings in its path.

The confirmed death toll was well into the hundreds, with tens of thousands more still unaccounted for as the entire area had lost cell coverage, power, and phone lines.

That meant that information was trickling out, though that stream was growing rapidly as more and more responders waded into the mess with satellite phones and radios.

“I want an armed strike team on call,” Strand ordered. “Just in case something turns up in San Francisco like what we have in Florida. I don’t know what did that, but we don’t need that in the middle of a heavily populated city, let alone one that’s already reeling.”

“I’ll have SEAL Teams moved into position around the city,” The SOCOM General said, “They’re on high alert in Coronado anyway, likely ready to chew the base down.”

Strand nodded, knowing that the General wasn’t kidding.

He hadn’t served himself, but he’d known more than a few men and women from all branches of the service. Without exception, the sort of personality that could make it as a SEAL was the sort who wanted to do the job. Being on alert after a disaster of this magnitude, with no target to go after?

That was torture for the sort of men who became SEALs.

“Well,” He said aloud. “I don’t know if they’ll get a target, but make sure they respond if anything remotely similar crops up.”

“Yes, Mr. President.”

He sighed, hesitating slightly, “And I suppose we should warn the Chinese. They probably have seen the video anyway but make it official.”

“Yes, Mr. President,” The Secretary of State sitting in nodded, reaching for a phone and sending off a quick text. A moment later he received a reply, “Our man in Beijing will pass along the word.”

“Good.”

Strand sat back, looking over the piles of paper and computer tablets that now filled the table. They had tons of intelligence flowing in, almost too much in some ways, nowhere near enough in others.

“Does anyone have anything they can make of those videos?” He asked, looking around.

The men and women in the room were each connected to experts from all over the country, the world in some cases, and his question set them all to their phones and tablets as they sent off queries to see if anyone had anything.

Gerald Holt, the Secretary of the Interior, nodded across the table to where a man was standing uncomfortably, looking like he wished he was anywhere but there at the moment.

“Justin?” Holt



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