Blood Vengeance (Matt Drake Book 7) by Leadbeater David

Author:Leadbeater, David [Leadbeater, David]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2014-01-10T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

Drake heaved a sigh of relief as word finally came down the chain of command.

“Mission is a go. Repeat, mission is a go.”

The VP had taken his time, but had eventually signed off on a plan devised by every one of the Joint Chiefs and their advisors. No single man wanted to be lumbered with formulating the strategy that could potentially save or sacrifice the President of the United States, but something had to be done. It had finally come down to the military men and their lifelong experience.

Dahl clapped him on the shoulder. “C’mon, matey. Time to chuck Kovalenko back through the gates of Hell.”

The men rose. They were a large group, involving many agents from the FBI Counter Terrorism Division, Hostage Rescue, and Special Weapons and Tactics. The hotel consisted of twelve floors, over three hundred rooms and around forty suites. Cutting edge technology had been used to penetrate the hotel’s walls, technology that Drake had encountered once before. The secret base over in the Florida Keys had used their advanced camera to determine the President’s location. Once redirected it had examined every room, floor by floor, finding civilians hiding in fear behind locked doors, tourists closeted together and watching CNN’s live feed, a turn-down maid engaged in a little discreet robbery, a manager surfing the Net for the best odds to gamble as to whether President Coburn lived or died, then the rogue Secret Service agent Marnich, and finally Kovalenko and his band of mercenaries. The Presidential Suite was on the top floor, but Kovalenko had set up his twisted sideshow one floor below. It was noted that Kovalenko stayed well away from the windows and used no unnecessary lighting, so they assumed he knew nothing about the American’s see-through-walls technology. But the harsh truth remained—they would only get one crack at this.

Marnich’s family had been contacted. It had been verified that they weren’t under duress and that the US agent was officially a traitor. Everyone in the room knew the Government had been compromised, the stoplight scenario upheld that hypothesis, but no one knew to what level. The Department of Defense was sweeping DC itself to ensure no other surprises remained in the form of radiological or biological signatures. The NSA reported no particular increase in anti-US chatter around the globe. The airspace above DC had been partially restricted and military flyovers were underway. The country’s threat level had been raised. In addition to the top-secret camera feed, an infra-red SaTScan had been ordered of the hotel in case the advanced camera passed outside its range of influence.

Drake craned his neck to view the live feed being bounced by satellite from the hidden facility in Key Largo. Kovalenko sat alone at a little round table, a shot glass and mini vodka bottles arranged before him as if they were on parade. Half a dozen of his men roamed the suite, each man dressed in a similar suit to the President, passing from the bedroom to the main room and through to a second bedroom.

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