Devil's Gate (Numa Files, Book 9)
Clive Cussler, Graham Brown
The “action-packed” (Publishers Weekly) new novel within the New York instances bestselling Kurt Austin Adventures…
A eastern shipment send bursts into flames close to the Azores, and a gang of pirates speeds to exploit the disaster—but their boat explodes. What in the world is going on? Is it attached to the abduction of a best scientist from the streets of Geneva? Or the invention of a unprecedented underwater graveyard of ships and planes littered around the seafloor?
As Austin and the remainder of the NUMA® group rush to enquire, they locate themselves drawn into the extreme pursuits of an African dictator, the construction of a weapon of just about legendary strength, and an incredible audacious plan to extort the world’s significant countries.
The penalty for refusal? The destruction of the world’s maximum towns. beginning with Washington, D.C....
Explosion.” “Still doesn’t clarify what they have been doing on that ship,” Pitt famous. “What approximately hostages?” “Maybe,” Kurt acknowledged. “But we now have the captain’s spouse with us. They left her intentionally to carry us up. She stated there has been nobody strange on board. in reality, if an individual have been to convey a ransom she gave the look of the easiest candidate to me, however it wouldn’t be that much.” On reveal, Pitt regarded away. He rubbed a quit his chin for a moment after which became again to the reveal. “Any thoughts?” he.
Did. “She’s stainless-steel like us,” Joe acknowledged. “Maybe shall we use the magnetometer to aid locate her. one thousand kilos of metal should get us a interpreting from this distance.” Kurt noticed what he inspiration used to be the road of bubbles. He became to keep on with the curving, descending path. at the back of him Joe booted up the magnetometer. “Something’s wrong,” Joe acknowledged, twiddling with the controls. “What’s the problem?” “See for yourself.” Joe pressed a swap, and the imperative monitor on Kurt’s reveal panel.
Felt stressed regularly. sufficient in order that on the sort of stunning day, she didn’t delight in going again to paintings. That feeling improved the moment she reached her workplace. She stepped inside of to discover a couple of fellows in darkish matches ready. One, with a wide face, flattened nostril, and a sharply outlined case of 5 o’clock shadow, lingered by way of the a long way wall. He stood like a statue, along with his palms clasped in entrance of him. the opposite guy, bald and squat, sat at her table. “Sit down,” the Bald guy acknowledged.
Into the sub love it used to be blasting from a high-pressure fireplace hose. midway DOWN the twisting mountain highway to Vila do Porto, the sport of fowl was once on. Katarina stored her foot down at the accelerator. The vehicles arising at them appeared undaunted. If something, they’d speeded up additionally, and persevered to cost shoulder to shoulder, their headlights blazing. Kurt positioned a hand as much as block the glare, attempting to avoid wasting of his evening imaginative and prescient. He glanced within the replicate; the one vehicle at the back of them used to be.
Left. gamers begun operating for the sidelines because the sputtering craft descended into the lighted quarter. They hit the grass and bounced. The ultralight virtually nosed over, yet Kurt corrected and planted the wheels firmly in the course of the sector, correct on the fifty-yard line. He reached for the brake, pulled it, and felt the small aircraft skid around the rainy grass. One final participant dove out of ways, and the ultralight slammed into the target on the a long way finish of the sphere. the web wrapped round.