The Bancroft Strategy
Robert Ludlum
Language: English
Pages: 736
ISBN: 0312990707
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Todd Belknap, a field agent for Consular Operations, is cut loose from the agency after a job gone wrong. But when his best friend and fellow agent is abducted abroad and the government refuses to step in, Belknap decides to take matters into his own hands.
Meanwhile, Andrea Bancroft learns she's about to inherit six million dollars from a cousin she never met―with one condition: She must sit on the board of the Bancroft family foundation. Having been estranged from her father's family for most of her life, Andrea is intrigued. But what exactly is the Bancroft's involvement with "Genesis," a mysterious person working to destabilize the geopolitical balance at the risk of millions of lives? In a series of devastating coincidences, Andrea and Belknap come together to form an uneasy alliance if they are to uncover the truth behind "Genesis"―before it is too late.
what had happened, he knew that the physical agony would be overtaken by the one thing that had always proved its equal: rage. Chapter Sixteen Los Angeles “I’m sorry, sir,” said the burly black-clad man standing at the velvet ropes in front of the ultra-hip nightclub on Sunset Boulevard near Larrabee Street. He combined the functions of doorman and bouncer. “There’s a private party tonight.” The Cobra Room was the most exclusive club in L.A., and it was his job to ensure that it
lights remained dark. Had she been quiet enough? She stretched herself out on the top shelf, invisible, or so she hoped. Then she pulled out one of the heavy canisters so that she would have an angle of vision on what was happening on the floor, twelve feet beneath her. The man in the paramilitary garb arrived first. Not seeing her, he darted to the aisles to either side. With a look of frustration, he returned to the lighted section, scanning the shelves, looking either for her or for her
without a hitch, but the thought made him feel edgier, not more relaxed. Overconfidence could prove fatal; and no real operation ever went entirely smoothly. When things went smoothly, he wondered when the anvil was going to fall. The cam locks on the steel cabinets connected to a hook-and-latch mechanism and succumbed to Belknap’s focused attentions before long. He pulled open the drawers, removed a thatch of papers, began reading through them. Before long, frustration welled up: He was no
submerged while remaining just below lethal dosage. Who had done this to her? Some of the fentanyl residue would continue to diffuse from her epidermis even after the patches were removed. He ran a bath and helped her into it, vigorously soaping the areas where the patches had been. The activity was both intimate and clinical. The use of such patches to keep a captive subdued for long periods was hardly new. But it alarmed him to contemplate what they might have had in store for her. He
maven. “Speak.” Belknap shot him a questioning glance. “How much room you got in that duffel bag of yours?” “Are you improvising, Walt?” “Is that a problem?” “No,” Belknap said. “It’s the one damn sign of hope so far.” Sachs ran a hand along his close-cropped temple. “I’m staring at a five-terabyte storage system. Give me a minute and I’ll give you a backup tape of the whole goddamn thing.” “Walt, you’re a genius,” Belknap said. “Tell me something I don’t know,” Sachs replied. Will