By John Birmingham
In Kuwait, American forces are stacked up, locked and loaded for the invasion of Iraq. In Paris, a covert agent, a girl who inhabits a twilight of lies and demise, is with reference to cracking a terrorist phone. And simply north of the equator, a forty-foot wood-hulled sailboat, manned via a drug runner, a pirate, and gun-slinging beauties, is witness to the unspeakable. in a single rapid, all over the international, for politicians and peasants, from Gaza to Geneva, issues seriously is not an identical. A wave of inexplicable strength has slammed into the continental usa.
America, as we all know it, is long gone. . . .
Now U.S. squaddies are scuffling with a battle with no command or keep an eye on. A correspondent files horrors for nobody. Washington is long past and the road of succession is in tatters; the functioning remnants of presidency are in Pearl Harbor, Guantánamo Bay, and one determined, remoted nook of the Northwest. For the jihadists, it’s Allah’s miracle. For Saddam, it’s an opportunity to assault. Iran broadcasts conflict on an the United States that doesn’t exist–except within the hearts and souls of the lads and ladies who wish it to.
In this spectacular paintings of exchange fiction, John Birmingham hurtles us right into a state of affairs that's unbelievable yet shatteringly genuine: an international of monetary wreck the place a cloud of noxious waste–from America’s burning cities–darkens Europe, whereas women and men in places of work worldwide fight to make judgements that can't carry and opportunists unharness their mystery demons.
From a slick Texas attorney who occurs to be within the correct position on the correct time to a hard-working urban engineer in Seattle who turns into his terrified city’s in simple terms desire, from the cancer-stricken undercover agent to a drug runner off the Mexican coast and a U.S. basic in Cuba, all of sudden tells a quick, livid tale of survival, violence, and a brand new, soul-shattering truth. the 1st in an epic trilogy that might go away readers breathless and astounded, unexpectedly bargains a global with no its policeman, its nice devil, or its savior–as an unknowable destiny struggles to be born.
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