The Blood King Takedown (Matt Drake Book 24) by David Leadbeater

Author:David Leadbeater
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2020-02-03T00:00:00+00:00

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President Coburn was having his worst day in office since he’d been kidnapped by Luka Kovalenko in London and flown to Paris. The trauma of that day had faded; Coburn able to slough it off like a dead skin. Nevertheless, the one thing that shone through from those events and something he’d never forget, was the bravery shown by his family and the courage displayed by all those that had tried to save him.

Now, the Blood King was back. Coburn had been expecting something bad ever since he learned about the twenty low-yield nukes that madman had ordered assembled on Devil’s Island. But the day of reckoning always came too soon. It didn’t matter if it was election day, corporation tax day or judgment day—you were never fully prepared.

The President was seated in PEOC—the Presidential Emergency Operations Center—an underground bunker situated beneath the East Wing of the White House that functioned as a secure refuge and communications HQ for the President and his advisors during an emergency. The President sat at the head of a long, rectangular table. The Presidential seal was fixed on the wall to his right. In front, mounted at head height was an array of monitors. The room was well lit. The table and the walkway around it were hives of activity.

“Helicopter crash on 7th Avenue, south of Times Square,” an aide whispered in his ear. Coburn waved the man away. He was already watching it on CNN. He counted eighteen people sitting or standing before him, some with phones pressed to their ears, some tapping away on their laptops, and nobody could tell him exactly what the hell was going on or why Luka Kovalenko and the Strike Force team had dropped off the grid.

“Somebody give me something,” he snapped.

“The crash is being reported as an accident,” one man said. “For now. To alleviate tension and prevent panic.”

“The people aren’t deaf,” someone else said. “They can hear what’s going on.”

“Of course, but they want to believe all is well. And those more savvy, well they’ve taken cover already.”

“Are people trying to leave New York?” the President asked. “What state are the bridges and roads in?”

“Some,” an aide replied. “And we’re letting them, but thankfully not all. Bridges and roads are gridlocked. The lack of information is stopping real panic but, frankly, every time there are reports of gunshots our ability to spin this thing gets harder.”

Coburn bit his lower lip at that statement. It was barely ethical.

“We know there’s another nuke,” an aide by the name of Angela Marchant said. “We know its radiation signature is concealed by a lead casing, same as the others. We know Strike Force One have or had Kovalenko. We know, from the dead bodies, that members of the Russian Mob and other organizations are targeting our team. Intelligence out of Russia says it’s the old Hard Line. Men that despise the Blood King organizing a coup.”

“A coup on the streets of New York with a nuke on countdown?” Coburn’s mouth was dry.

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