by Steven James
And finally, alone.
There was only one mind, one psyche, now.
Only one.
Valkyrie—the dark angel who decides who will live and who will die on the battlefield of life.
He went to the dresser, ripped open the envelopes, slid out the money, and destroyed the handwritten notes to the women.
Then Valkyrie began to pack his things.
After finding a doctor to treat his shoulder, he had some unfinished business to attend to in Pakistan concerning a certain Abdul Razzaq Muhammad, a man who had failed to transfer $100,000,000 to the offshore account Terry Manoji had opened, the one Valkyrie had obtained the password to and had planned all along to siphon the funds from.
Yes, a trip to Pakistan, and then . . .
Who knows?
The future would be wide open and bold with possibilities.
A book like this could not be written without extensive research. I would love to publicly thank all of the people with whom I consulted, but some of them are in sensitive positions in our government. In order to protect the identities of my sources I’ll just note your first names. You know who you are, and I couldn’t have written this without you. Thanks to Harry, Jim, Jerry, Carole, Scott, Pat, Larry, Todd, Wayne K., Craig, Anita, Adam, Chris, Kristin, Wayne S., David, Pam, Trinity, Liesl, Jen, and Shawn.
Steven James is the author of many books, including four other bestselling Patrick Bowers thrillers. He has a Master’s Degree in Storytelling and has taught writing and creative communication on three continents. Currently he lives, writes, drinks coffee, and plays disc golf near the Blue Ridge Mountains of Tennessee.
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