The Judas Strain: A Sigma Force Novel

The Judas Strain: A Sigma Force Novel

James Rollins

Language: English

Pages: 704

ISBN: 0062017926

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

ju·das strain, n. A scientific term for an organism that drives an entire species to extinction

New York Times bestselling author James Rollins returns with a terrifying story of an ancient menace reborn to plague the modern world . . . and of an impossible hope that lies hidden in the most shocking place imaginable: within the language of angels.

From the depths of the Indian Ocean, a horrific plague has arisen to devastate humankind--a disease that's unknown, unstoppable . . . and deadly. But it is merely a harbinger of the doom that is to follow. Aboard a cruise liner transformed into a makeshift hospital, Dr. Lisa Cummings and Monk Kokkalis--operatives of SIGMA Force--search for answers to the bizarre affliction. But there are others with far less altruistic intentions. In a savage and sudden coup, terrorists hijack the vessel, turning a mercy ship into a floating bio-weapons lab.

A world away, SIGMA's Commander Gray Pierce thwarts the murderous schemes of a beautiful would-be killer who holds the first clue to the discovery of a possible cure. Pierce joins forces with the woman who wanted him dead, and together they embark upon an astonishing quest following the trail of the most fabled explorer in history: Marco Polo. But time is an enemy as a worldwide pandemic grows rapidly out of control. As a relentless madman dogs their every step, Gray and his unlikely ally are being pulled into an astonishing mystery buried deep in antiquity and in humanity's genetic code. And as the seconds tick closer to doomsday, Gray Pierce will realize he can truly trust no one, for any one of them could be . . . a Judas.

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volition, to help the Guild follow Marco’s trail. I, on the other hand, believed in a more direct approach. Blood and coercion. A man’s way. But when the Guild decided against her plan, Seichan sought to take matters into her own hands. She murdered the Venetian curator, stole the obelisk, and fled to the United States.” Seichan crossed her arms, glowering back in disgust. “And you’re still piss-sore that I beat you to the prize. Again.” Gray studied Seichan. All her talk of saving the

him either underground or underwater. Visit for exclusive information on your favorite HarperCollins author. ALSO BY JAMES ROLLINS Black Order Map of Bones Sandstorm Ice Hunt Amazonia Deep Fathom Excavation Subterranean Copyright This book is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents, and dialogue are drawn from the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely

furrowed. “Chi Parla?” he asked with a bit of heat. Whatever he heard seemed to shake him up. He turned and held the phone out for Gray. “Is it Director Crowe?” he asked sotto voce. Vigor shook his head. “You’d better take it.” Gray accepted the phone and lifted it to his ear. “Hello?” The voice that came on the line was instantly recognizable, the Egyptian accent clear. Nasser’s words drained all the heat from the air. “I have your mother and father.” 8 Patient Zero JULY 6,

Commander Pierce, sir,” the communications chief said and held out the telephone receiver. Painter swiveled in his seat. What the hell? He took the phone. “Gray? This is Director Crowe. Where are you?” The voice came faint. “Sir, I don’t have much time, and I have a lot of intel to pass on.” “I’m listening.” “First, my parents have been kidnapped by a Guild agent.” “Amen Nasser. We know. We have a wide sweep already under way.” Surprised silence followed, then Gray continued. “You also have

heard the police had come here… Vigor cleared his throat. “The fire. Surely it was just a cigarette tossed by a careless tourist. Or maybe a harmless prank.” The curator didn’t seem to hear. He had already turned to one of the guards and spoke rapidly in Turkish. Vigor understood. This was even worse. “No, no,” Vigor insisted, glancing hard to Gray. “I’m sure our student doesn’t need to be taken to the hospital. No ambulance is needed.” Gray’s eyes widened. They could not leave the church.

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