Full Black: A Thriller (The Scot Harvath Series)
Brad Thor
Language: English
Pages: 496
ISBN: 1416586628
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
#1 New York Times bestselling author Brad Thor delivers his darkest and most intriguing thriller yet—a terrifying story of espionage and betrayal—brilliantly paced with superb nonstop action.
Born in the shadows and kept from heads of state, some missions are so deadly, so sensitive, that they simply don’t exist. When one such mission goes horribly wrong, only former Navy SEAL Team 6 member turned covert counterterrorism operative Scot Harvath can carry out an audacious plan to prevent one of the biggest terrorist threats the United States has ever faced: complete and total collapse. But as the identities of the perpetrators are laid stunningly bare, Harvath will be left with only one means to save America. Unable to trust anyone, he will be forced to go FULL BLACK.
living?” “No, and that’s my good news. We have him.” “Really?” said Ashford, trying to sound calm. “You know, it’s not going to play well if it gets out that you ran your own little operation and snatched a British citizen from British soil.” “We didn’t grab him in Britain.” Even though the MI5 man already knew that, he asked, “Where was he when you took him? Pakistan?” “Someplace a lot blonder, but I’d rather not get into the details over the phone.” “Of course not.” “Our problem is that
phone with trepidation. “Please, you must help me,” said a distraught voice. “Who is this?” “Mansoor.” “Why are you calling from this number?” “There’s been an accident. I don’t know what to do.” Karami was a thin, middle-aged man with a wispy gray beard. He had been extremely sick as a child growing up in Yemen and had almost died. The sickness had affected his physical development. He appeared frail and much older than he actually was. Despite his physical limitations his mind was
moved on and sliced the throat of the man outside the dining room, only to return to the kitchen and shoot Jeremy. That would just be stupid. And while all of this seemed obvious to Ralston, he realized he had the benefit of knowing everything that had happened. He couldn’t trust that the police would put things together the same way. Retracing his steps in his mind’s eye, he went through Salomon’s office and up the back stairs. On the floor of the hallway was another very large and very dead
make it okay or right. Second, socialism has been tried repeatedly and has never worked, anywhere. Yet each new crop of elites think they can enact socialism and this time it will be different. They stick the socialist fork back in the electrical outlet expecting a totally different outcome, but it always ends up the same. “Third, when people become reliant on the state, that reliance erodes their self-respect, their sense of self-worth, their work ethic, and their independence. Finally,
call me. They need to start interrogating him as quickly as possible. We have to access his cloud.” “In the meantime,” said Carlton, “we’re working every other angle we have.” “We still don’t have anything on who targeted my car in Yemen with that RPG, though, do we?” The Old Man shook his head. “No. Not yet.” “Obviously,” interjected Nicholas, “someone didn’t want the U.S. interrogating Aazim Aleem.” “Obviously,” replied Harvath. “Whoever was responsible for having Aazim killed didn’t want