What follows is the the first draft of my first cybersecurity thriller, The Alexandria Project. You can buy the final, and much revised eBook and printed versions, here and at all of the other usual on-line outlets.
“Listen, Marla – tell him this. There’s a service entrance off 2nd Street behind the Library of Congress. Just inside there’s an unmarked door that leads to a bunkroom, kitchen and workroom the CIA uses for classified test bed work on the LoC system. Our people put in weeklong shifts there a couple times a year so LoC staff don’t see them coming and going without a good explanation. I could meet Frank there and let him in without anyone noticing. He’d have the place to himself, and all the secret technical facilities, too, using my password. What more could he want?”
“So what do you think?”
“General Hayes, Sir.”
General Chan Bok-choy and President Kim Lang-dong spoke quietly in the back of the blacked-out limousine. On the other side of the thick glass divider, the driver wore night-vision goggles, and threaded his way slowly along the narrow mountain road.
Frank Sr. wore a grim expression as he drove south through Rock Creek Park, still driving overland. It was impossible to do otherwise, because the park lane he paralleled, like every other road in Washington, was choked with cars trying to evacuate the city. People stared at them, wondering whether he and his son were crazy, or knew something they didn’t and wished they did.
General Hayes escorted Acting President Chaseman to the head of the table in the War Room. Some of the members of the Joint Chiefs of Staff and the National Security Council were already seated; others were standing in twos and threes, speaking quietly but energetically.
“There’s George – in that doorway over there. You can pull in between this construction dumpster and the building.”
“Two minutes till expected attack capability.”
CIA Director John Foster Baldwin smiled smugly as he read the report on his desk. It told how the CIA, acting through his direct report, George Marchand, had provided safe haven to Frank Adversego, Jr., thus preventing the FBI, acting on the direct orders of Francis X. McInnerney, from capturing him in the Nation’s hour of greatest need for his unfettered assistance. Had the CIA not thwarted the FBI’s incompetent plans, the report concluded, “the results would have been too horrifying to imagine.” He would be sure that a copy was hand-delivered to Congressman Steele.
Chad Derwent put down his newspaper and turned to Vinod. “You know, it’s just like the old days – the two of us sharing an office.”
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