Quantico
Three FBI agents. One armageddon. It's the near future – sooner than you might hope – and the war against terrorism is almost lost.Nuclear and biological weapons are in the hands of Islamic radicals, and new weapons are being spawned in remote labs that can be used against entire populations. These are some of the problems facing three young agents as they finish their training at the FBI Academy in Quantico, Virginia.And still the threat is escalating to ever crazier heights. The Dome of the Rock has been blown to pieces by terrorists, and in retaliation thousands have died in another major attack on the United States, the equal of 9/11. Rumours fly through international capitals of a plague targeted to ethnic groups—Jews or Muslims or both. No one feels safe.Like the Anthrax terror that followed 9/11, the new plague results from domestic terror, the province of the FBI. The FBI seeks one man who appears to be on a bitter mission to wipe history's slate clean and close the curtain on the last act of the modern world.But the FBI itself is under threat of political extinction. There is a good chance the new agents will be part of the last class at Quantico, ‘Cop Valhalla’. As investigations reveal horror upon horror in the US and the rest of the world, the agents join forces with a veteran bioterror expert to foil attacks on the world's greatest religious cities—Jerusalem, Rome, and Mecca.In the second decade of the War on Terror, victory may be hard to define.
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Quantico
Greg Bear
To those who put themselves in harm’s way to save us from madness, greed, and folly.
Table of Contents
part one BREWER, BAKER, CANDLESTICK MAKER
Chapter One Guatemala, near the Mexican Border Year Minus Two
Chapter Two Iraq Year Minus One
Chapter Three Year Zero Arizona
Chapter Four FBI Academy, Quantico, Virginia
Chapter Seven Washington State
Chapter Eight El Centro, California
Chapter Eleven Washington State
Chapter Twelve Temecula, California
Chapter Fourteen Washington State
Chapter Sixteen Temecula, California
Chapter Eighteen Washington, DC
Chapter Nineteen Temecula, California
Chapter Twenty Seattle, Washington
Chapter Twenty-five The Patriarch’s Farm Snohomish County
Chapter Twenty-seven Snohomish County
Chapter Twenty-nine Washington State
Chapter Thirty-one Seattle, Harborview Medical Center
Chapter Thirty-two Middle America
Chapter Thirty-four Washington State
Chapter Thirty-five Silesia, Ohio
Chapter Thirty-seven Northern Iraq, near the Turkish Border
Chapter Thirty-eight Silesia, Ohio
Chapter Forty-two Silesia, Ohio
Chapter Forty-four Northern Iraq
Chapter Forty-five Silesia, Ohio
Chapter Forty-six Trenton, NJ October
Chapter Forty-seven Bethesda, Maryland
Chapter Forty-eight Silesia, Ohio
Chapter Forty-nine Incirlik Air Base Turkey
Chapter Fifty-one Silesia, Ohio
Chapter Fifty-two SIOC J. Edgar Hoover Building Washington, DC
Chapter Fifty-three The Hajj Road, ten kilometers from Mecca
Chapter Fifty-four Temecula, California
Chapter Fifty-five Spider/Argus Complex Virginia
Chapter Fifty-six Secure Strategic Support Command (SSSC) Forward Base DAGMAR Jordan
Chapter Fifty-seven Private Home Maryland
Chapter Fifty-nine Reagan International Airport
Chapter Sixty-one Turkey, Iraq
Chapter Sixty-three Federal Correction Institution Cumberland, Maryland Domestic Security Wing
Chapter Sixty-five The Red Sea U.S.S. Robert A. Heinlein, SF-TMS 41
Chapter Sixty-six Mecca 9th Day, Dhu-Al-Hijjah
Chapter Sixty-seven SAPTAO Airspace Saudi Arabian Peninsula Tactical Area of Operations Mecca
Chapter Sixty-eight Desert, East of Mina
Chapter Sixty-nine The Red Sea U.S.S. Heinlein
They have moved me to jealousy with that which is not God; they have provoked me to anger with their vanities; and I will move them to jealousy with those which are not a people; I will provoke them to anger with a foolish nation.
—KJV, Deuteronomy, 32:21, cf. Romans 10:19
…make the town see that he was an enemy of the people, and that the guerillas shot him because the guerillas recognized as their first duty the protection of the citizens.
Central Intelligence Agency Instruction Manual, Psychological Operations in Guerilla Wars
From the front seat of the Range Rover, the small fat man with the sawed-off shotgun reached back and pulled the hood from his passenger’s head. ‘Too hot, seńor?’ the fat man asked. His breath smelled of TicTacs but that did not conceal the miasma of bad teeth.
The Nortamericano’s short sandy blond hair bristled with sweat. He took a deep breath and looked out at the red brick courtyard and the surrounding lush trees. His eyes were wild before they settled. ‘A little.’
‘I am sorry, and also it is so humid today. It will be nice and cool inside. Senńor Guerrero is a man of much hospitality, once he knows he is safe.’
‘I understand.’
‘Without that assurance,’ the fat man continued, ‘he can be moody.’
Two Indians ran from the hacienda. They were young and hungry-looking and carried AK-47s across their chests. One opened the Range Rover’s door and invited the Nortamericano out with a strong tug. He stepped down slowly to the bricks. He was lanky and taller than the fat man. The Indians spoke Mam to each other and broken Spanish to the driver. The driver smiled, showing gaps in his tobacco-stained teeth. He leaned against the hood and lit a Marlboro. His face gleamed in the match’s flare.
The Indians patted down the tall man as if they did not trust the fat man, the driver, or the others who had accompanied them from Pajapita. They made as if to pat down the driver but he cursed and pushed them away. This was an awkward moment but the fat man barked some words in Mam and the Indians backed off with sour looks. They swaggered and jerked the barrels of their guns. The driver turned away with patient eyes and continued smoking.
