By Clive Cussler, Graham Brown
An explosive NUMA® adventure that includes hero Kurt Austin from New York Times bestselling writer Clive Cussler...
When Kurt Austin is injured trying to rescue the passengers and workforce from a sinking yacht, he wakes with fragmented and conflicted thoughts. Did he see an previous pal and her kids drown? Or was once the yacht deserted while he got here aboard?
Determined to grasp the reality, he quickly reveals himself descending right into a shadowy global of state-sponsored cybercrime, and uncovering a trend of vanishing scientists, suspicious injuries, and an online of human trafficking.
With assistance from Joe Zavala, he's taking at the sinister association on the center of this internet, dealing with off with them in destinations starting from Monaco to North Korea to the rugged coasts of Madagascar. yet the place he'll eventually turn out even he couldn't start to guess—except possibly in loss of life…
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