Gideon's Corpse (Gideon Crew series)
Douglas Preston, Lincoln Child
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A top nuclear scientist goes mad and takes an innocent family hostage at gunpoint, killing one and causing a massive standoff.
A plume of radiation above New York City leads to a warehouse where, it seems, a powerful nuclear bomb was assembled just hours before.
Sifting through the evidence, authorities determine that the unthinkable is about to happen: in ten days, a major American city will be vaporized by a terrorist attack.
Ten days. And Gideon Crew, tracking the mysterious terrorist cell from the suburbs of New York to the mountains of New Mexico, learns the end may be something worse--far worse--than mere Armageddon.
took a deep breath. “We need access to Chalker’s apartment.” “Naturally you’ll have access. But NEST is first in the queue.” Dart consulted a calendar. “It’s going to be a couple of weeks, I’m afraid. We’ve got a long line of government agencies ahead of you.” Gideon waited for Fordyce to react, but to his disappointment the agent didn’t respond. They rose to leave. “May I have a private word with you, Special Agent Fordyce?” Dart said. Gideon looked at Dart in surprise. “I’m sorry, Dr.
fluttering. “My head!” Chalker shrieked. “My—” “Remember when those school groups came to see the lab?” Gideon said, struggling to keep his voice calm. “You loved those kids, loved showing them around. And they responded to you. Not to me. Not to the others. To you. Remember that, Reed?” “I’m burning up!” Chalker screamed. “They got the rays on again! I’ll kill him, and the death will be on your head, not mine! You HEAR me? SEVEN, EIGHT—” “Let the poor boy go,” Gideon said, taking another step
Propping himself on his elbow, he looked at Alida, still sleeping, her blond hair spread across the sand. As he gazed at her, she opened her eyes. “We’d better get going,” he said. “No.” Her voice was husky from disuse. Gideon stared at her. “Not until you take off these cuffs.” “I told you, I don’t have a key.” “Then lay the links on a rock and pound them off. If we’re going to find water, we’ve got to split up.” “I can’t risk you running off.” “Where am I going to run to? Anyway, in
broadened. “Welcome to Mars, Earthling.” Gideon let his own expression turn serious. “Can I come in?” “Sure. Is there a problem?” “Yeah. A big one.” Chu’s face fell as Gideon stepped aside. They walked into his tiny, windowless office. Chu swept the only extra chair clear, eyeing Gideon’s muddy pants but not commenting on them. Alida sat down, Gideon stood. He smelled coffee and spied a box of Krispy Kreme donuts. He was suddenly starving. “You mind?” He sidled up to the box, tipping it
top floor. It was clearly the most comfortable accommodation at the ranch. One room had been his office, and he recalled seeing through an open door to a sumptuous bedroom with whorehouse-velvet walls and a canopy bed. That would be Willis’s bedroom. So he had to do something about the man downstairs. He watched the man for a while. The man didn’t look sleepy, he wasn’t drinking, and—what unnerved Gideon most of all—he was reading James Joyce’s Ulysses. This man was no dumb hick cowboy. The