Call to Treason (Tom Clancy's Op-Center, Book 11)
Jeff Rovin
Language: English
Pages: 416
ISBN: 0425195465
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Tom Clancy's Op-Center: Call to Treason is yet another gripping addition to the bestselling series masterminded by Tom Clancy and Steve Pieczenik. The Op-Center's budget is slashed, leaving General Mike Rodgers in the market for a new job. When presidential candidiate Senator Donald Orr recruits Rodgers to act as his military advisor, it sounds like a perfect transition. There's just one problem. A spree of deaths may be tied to Orr's presidential run and Rodgers must decide whether to sign on or shut it down.
anyone there had seen him. They said they had not. Rodgers did not believe they would have been told to lie. Stone had not come this way. He thought of checking the hotel security camera but decided that knowing where Stone had been was not going to help him right now. Rodgers had to find out where Stone was going. Rodgers went back outside. He looked over at the convention center. It was probably a circus by now, with conventioneers arriving for free lunch followed by the opening speeches.
rinsed each eye in turn. Rodgers was glad that he was not holding a weapon. He had a feeling he was not going to like what Link had to say. “Thanks for the save, Mike,” Link said. “Not a problem.” Link blinked hard to clear his vision. “How the hell did you locate me?” “The kidnapper had a partner,” Rodgers informed him. “He told us where you were.” “I figured this guy could not have been acting alone,” Link said. “Where did you find him?” “In Senator Orr’s suite,” Rodgers said. Link took
apparently—was to follow instructions. It sounded easy, like connect the dots. There was just one thing that bothered Mandor. It bothered him more than the other jobs they had taken over the years. Mandor had liked and trusted those other people, the bookies who sent them to collect overdue debts, the mobsters who needed bagmen. He understood them. Eric Stone was a mystery. But as Richmond had said, they would move one step at a time. In the end, they had one advantage over Stone. If things
new evidence discovered after the autopsy was completed?” he asked. “Just a few hours ago, Admiral,” Howell said. “The medical examiner tells me that a gentleman from Op-Center had a look at the body and discovered the puncture mark.” “Op-Center? What were they doing there?” Link asked. “I don’t have that information, sir,” Howell said. “And they found this wound in the presence of an ME?” Link pressed. “Yes. Why?” “I wouldn’t trust those spy boys to run a fair Bingo game,” said the
already left for school, the call ended with a pair of unsentimental good-byes. Hood sat there for a moment, looking at the phone. He wanted to slam his fist on it but did not. The phone was not his enemy. He was. Mr. Cooperative, the mediator, the nice guy. The idiot. As with Senator Debenport the day before, an early-morning phone conversation ended with Hood feeling as if he had been someone’s stooge. He hoped this did not become a pattern. It might make him insecure, and crises did not