Out of the Dark (Orphan X #4)

by Gregg Hurwitz

the trim Estonian appears suddenly.

room, checking for weaponized

scope? In pulling the

House gates with a gaggle of tourists

He locked his primary attention

report. The facility’s name, Sunrise

she

file. Amanaki clacked away at

assumptions. Was she a guru with a

that this was not without its

‘I think the attacker …’ The female

it?’ ‘Well, not exactly like that,’ Kryzanski

‘My job is to keep that bullet

from ever being fired. If it comes down to me having to play target

this magnitude, I need you to share all relevant information with me.’ ‘You have my word that I’ll keep you apprised of everything that pertains to this matter. In return I expect that anything that comes up in the course of your investigation is brought immediately to me.’ ‘Yes, Mr President.’ She exited into the secretary’s office. Bennett enjoyed the empty room for a moment. A moment of solitude was generally all he got at a time. Sure enough,

‘That’s okay, Mama. Don’t be scared. You’re in heaven.’ It

he’d been designated as since he’d left the Program. That was all well and good. Bennett sat in his fortress

‘Wilson,

lay

pinched the

the throwback

Evan could review now, but he scanned them, searching for events that seemed difficult to reschedule.

soon to

Evan was airborne before he was

others waiting inside.

three days. Why are you still here talking

approached, the woman slid her

triangles of paper flap on their tabs

nose. She tossed

the street.

does a lot for you, Dad. I do a lot for you.’

a moment

against the pillowcase. ‘A kingdom’s worth.’

the single bed now missing the mattress, the desk yanked out from the wall, the rows of empty bookshelves looking down like toothless mouths. He heard Orphan A slot a fresh fifty-round mag into his weapon downstairs.

lower back reminding him of parachute landings that were bad

compound,

‘They say knowing others is wisdom, knowing yourself is enlightenment.’

cracked basketball courts across the