Rafael_Zimichut

Gregory Evans is called to investigate a terrorist attack and discovers that a radical Islamic group has been recruiting young people to carry out attacks in various locations in New York and there is only one person who can help him in the investigation, an enemy from the past.

In a journey marked by deaths and secrets hidden in political relations, Gregory Evans finds clues that will bring him face to face with a shocking revelation and the astonishing truth that we have ignored for so long.

Racing against time, Gregory Evans and the Italian mafia enter into a frantic hunt for religious and political assassins, and unravel enigmas, following a trail that may lead to the secret lair where lies the only hope of saving New York City, before it collapses.

THE SECRET PACT

KATY AND LEONE WATCHED what was happening attentively:

— What are they talking about? — Katy asked.

— It must be something important, just don't disturb him.

— WAIT! WE HAVE A DIFFERENCE THERE! — Floyd said.

Allison Bates had already received the equipment that he would deploy in the dome room.

— I dare say that Agent Adams had also already received the commands for what he would do, but the people on Fifth Avenue had not.

— What are you suggesting? That Allison and the agent were programmed beforehand?

— Yes. They may have been exposed to the induction beforehand, just waiting for the right command to carry it out. On the Avenue, things happened right away!

— So those noises were some kind of mental programming? — the President asked, trying to understand Gregory Evans' reasoning.

— Something similar… — Greg replied, stroking his chin with his thumb and index finger. — Maybe a key word wasn't necessary to cause the effect.

Floyd's eyes widened, eager for that, and he said:

— So, what caused everything was actually that sound.

— And in the case of the agent and the cleaning lady, a key was needed to trigger at the right moment, something that wasn't necessary on Fifth Avenue!

— Gregory, you're either crazy or a genius!

It all made sense to the two agents, it was a key! A brain key! A sound key!

Gregory could barely contain himself amidst so many thoughts, he had already gotten up from his concrete seat and was walking in circles, stroking his chin and running his hands over his head uncontrollably. A small glimmer of understanding of the facts hovered over his head, mixing with sparks of admiration for the ingenuity of his cunning enemy.

He had never faced anything as sinister and at the same time instigating as this case.

He already understood, even if only in a basic way, the method the terrorist was using. He then remembered Floyd Kenagan's words about the Elisa Project.

Does it have anything to do with this? — He wondered.

— What are we going to do, Greg?

— The next step will be to find out what this project Floyd was referring to was.

He agreed and sent a message to Martin to do the research.

— We can at least try to trust people, don't you think, Mr. President?

CHAPTER 108