Games of State (Tom Clancy's Op-Center, Book 3)

Games of State (Tom Clancy's Op-Center, Book 3)

Tom Clancy

Language: English

Pages: 512

ISBN: 0425151875

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

In the newly unified Germany, old horrors are reborn.

It is the beginning of Chaos Days, a time when Neo-Nazi groups gather to spread violence and resurrect bad dreams. But this year, Germany isn't the only target. Plans are afoot to destabilize Europe and cause turmoil throughout the United States.

Paul Hood and his team, already in Germany to buy technology for the new Regional Op-Center, become entangled in the crisis. They uncover a shocking force behind the chaos -- a group that uses cutting-edge technology to promote hate and influence world events.

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sobbing as she half-pushed, half-leaned on the chair. Rosenlocher concentrated his aim on a clutch of young men who had emerged from the woods. Bold men, obviously, willing to sacrifice their lives to make a statement. After a moment, however, he knew that they weren’t going to attack. Rosenlocher didn’t see Karin or Manfred. He didn’t know why they weren’t here, but he did know that without the head the body wasn’t going to think. And without the heart it wasn’t going to act. Whatever these

aware of every sound, every step, knowing that each could be the last he enjoyed. When he reached the car he walked to the passenger’s side and quietly instructed his men to get inside. They drove off without incident. Rosenlocher instructed his driver to go directly to the hospital. The man punched on the siren. Sitting in the backseat of the police car, Jody fell against Herbert’s shoulder. She began crying big, heaving sobs. “My arm hurts,” she cried. “Hush,” Herbert said. “Everything

“No,” Abram assured her. He absently pulled at the ends of his bowtie. “This was something else. Something unplanned.” Senator Fox shook her head. “I’ll wait,” she said. Bobby Winter still had the briefcase in his hand. When the Senator spoke he set it down, beside the chair. “I’ll wait,” the Senator went on, “because what I have to say can’t wait. But I promise you that when General Rodgers arrives, he’s going to find an Op-Center vastly different from the one he left last night.” Her small,

once told him that he was using that to flagellate himself because he had lived while his wife had died. But Herbert didn’t buy that. He liked moving under his own steam and he loved the endorphin rush he got from turning the millstone weight of the wheels. He had never been one to work out before the 1983 explosion, and this sure beat hell out of the biphetamines they used to take in Lebanon to stay awake in times of crisis. Which in Beirut was all the time. As he guided himself up the slightly

designed called The Bog Beast,” Nancy replied. “Same game screens—background, foreground elements, traps. Different characters and scenario, though. I had a swamp monster running from its creator and angry villagers. This is obviously very much different.” “But it’s definitely your game,” Hood said. “Absolutely.” She turned the controls back to Stoll. “Exit by crawling into the storm drain on the left,” she said. “Thanks,” he huffed as he continued playing. Hood stepped away. He resisted the

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