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24 Declassified: Chaos Theory

24 Declassified: Chaos Theory

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by John Whitman

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A brilliant madman dedicated to anarchy has dark plans for the U.S. In twenty-four hours, America will be plunged into chaos—the result of an unthinkable assassination to be carried out flawlessly—and the government has no inkling of the catastrophe that is about to occur.

Only one man can prevent the nightmare: disgraced rogue CTU operative Jack


A brilliant madman dedicated to anarchy has dark plans for the U.S. In twenty-four hours, America will be plunged into chaos—the result of an unthinkable assassination to be carried out flawlessly—and the government has no inkling of the catastrophe that is about to occur.

Only one man can prevent the nightmare: disgraced rogue CTU operative Jack Bauer. But Bauer's been cut loose, is wanted for murder, and is running from the police, who have orders to shoot to kill. And there's no one he can turn to for help—because a high-level traitor in CTU wants Jack Bauer dead.

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HarperCollins Publishers
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24 Declassified Series , #6
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4.18(w) x 6.75(h) x 0.84(d)

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24 Declassified: Chaos Theory

Chapter One

The following takes place
between the hours of
8 P.M. and 9 P.M.
Pacific Standard Time

8:00 p.m. PST
Federal Holding Facility, Los Angeles

"Bauer, you're up!" the corrections officer barked.

Jack sat in the gray plastic chair, shackled to the hard seat, which was bolted to the concrete floor. He was bent forward, his elbows resting on the orange pants legs of his prison jumpsuit.

"I'm not calling anyone," he said.

"Someone's calling you. Get the damned phone."

Jack stood up and walked toward the phone cubicles on the far side of the community hall. He wasn't expecting a call. He walked past a few rows of other inmates, all dressed in identical orange. Most kept to themselves, waiting for their turn to reach the outside world, to talk to the lawyer or the girlfriend that was supposed to care about them on the inside. A few glared at Jack as he passed. These were the ones who had nothing else to do, the ones who had no lawyer but what the county paid for, and whose girls had left them for guys who hadn't been collared. Jack glared back at them as he passed.

He hadn't met this corrections officer yet. He was a big man, with the broken nose and lumpy eyebrows of a former boxer now gone to fat. He pointed to an unoccupied cubicle.

Jack sat down in another molded plastic seat and picked up the phone. "Yeah," he said.

"Jack, you okay?"

Peter Jiminez. Jack was surprised he hadn't called days ago.

"Considering," Jack said with a shrug. He had no interest in long conversations with Jiminez. No good would comeof it. CTU didn't recruit the naïve, but if anyone in the Counter Terrorist Unit could be called wet behind the ears, it was Peter. Somehow his three years in Diplomatic Security Services and five years in the CIA had failed to stamp out the young man's quixotic notions.

"You're going to beat this, Jack, I know it," Peter said. "It's bullshit what they're doing, it's bullshit that they didn't back you about Tintfass in the first place, and I'm saying it to their faces right now."

Right now. So Henderson was in the room, and probably Chappelle. That was fine with Jack. He was happy to have Henderson listen to the conversation, and as for Chappelle, well, he was what he was.

"It's all going to be fine, Peter," Jack said into the phone. "I did my job and I'd do it the same again."

"Chappelle says they have a witness."

Jack thought of the man with the paunch. His name was Arguello. "That doesn't matter. No one's arguing about me pulling the trigger. We're talking about cause."

"You had cause," Jiminez said. "I know you did. Two months on the job and I already know that about how you work. They shouldn't let bureaucrats judge field agents."

Jack heard a squeak in the background and recognized the familiar note of Regional Director Ryan Chappelle's disapproval. "Tell Chappelle I'm having a good time. I wish he was here."

"Jack, is there anything—?"

Bauer cut him off. "I'll be fine." He heard a voice behind him calling time. "I have to go." He hung up.

"Showers!" the broken-nosed guard said. "Let's go."

"Let's do it tomorrow!" an inmate yelled.

"Screw that. You stink," called another.

Jack knew they wouldn't wait until tomorrow. The prison had a schedule to keep, even if overcrowding had pushed the schedule back. Showers, meals, everything was late due to the number of inmates packed into the jail.

He moved away from the phone and fell into line with the other prisoners.

8:11 P.M. PST
CTU Headquarters, Los Angeles

Peter Jiminez put the phone down and glared at his superiors. Regional Director Ryan Chappelle was accustomed to receiving those looks from everyone, and his pinched face remained impassive. Christopher Henderson, Director of Field Operations and Peter's direct boss, shifted uncomfortably.

"He okay?" Henderson asked.

"He's in jail, sir," Jiminez replied, biting down hard on the sir. Two months under Jack Bauer's wing had taught him a lot, but the forced politeness of the Diplomatic Security Services remained.

"Where he belongs," Chappelle sniffed.

No one, not even Jack, denied what he had done. Jack had barged in on a poker game in the back room of Winston's, a dive bar in the Fairfax District, and shot Adrian Tintfass in the chest. There were witnesses; there was video. Those facts were not in dispute. But the why of it was everything. Tintfass was a connector, a middleman who made his cut by putting together people who could use one another. Three months earlier, the CIA's listening stations had plucked his name out of the air in a conversation between a Ukrainian arms dealer and a known terrorist named Hassan, recently escaped from an Afghan prison. Tintfass, it seemed, had put the two men together, and since Hassan had publicly promised to "turn the streets of America into rivers of blood," or something like that, Tintfass immediately graduated to the Counter Terrorist Unit's A-list. Jack tracked him down and brought him in for questioning. Tintfass broke easily under interrogation, but most of CTU became quickly convinced that he had little or nothing to do with Hassan. He'd had some semi-legitimate business dealings with the Ukrainian, and everyone was convinced that he'd never met or spoken with Hassan.

Everyone, that is, except Jack Bauer. He'd continued to push the investigation, insisting that Tintfass was not only complicit, but pivotal to Hassan's next plot. When no one at CTU would listen, Jack did what Jack was known for: he solved the problem on his own.

The problem was, no one at CTU could back him up. As far as Ryan Chappelle was concerned, Jack had murdered an innocent man in cold blood. He'd been handed over to Federal agents immediately, and he'd been stuck in a Federal jail for the past two weeks. No judge in his right mind would give bail to a suspect with Jack Bauer's skills and resources, so there he sat, waiting for his trial.

24 Declassified: Chaos Theory. Copyright © by John Whitman. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

Meet the Author

John Whitman is the author of numerous books and projects, including the "Star Wars: Galaxy of Fear" series, Zorro and the Witch's Curse, and, most recently, the trading cards for "24 Day 3." He is a 4th-degree black belt and defensive tactics instructor in Krav Maga, the official hand-to-hand combat system of the Israeli military, has trained in protective services and defensive tactics in both the United States and in Israel, and has served as an instructor of U.S. law enforcement agencies and military anti-terrorist units.

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24 Declassified: Chaos Theory 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 6 reviews.
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I just wish they had a video game 4 it
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Guest More than 1 year ago
This book had me from the beginning. tons of action, twist and turns, you know, everything you can expect from 24. I read it in one day, and it usually takes two to three days.(slow reader, what can I say). I have enjoyed John Whitman's 24 books in the past but this was more dead on than any of his previous ones. Looking forward to Trinty in April
Guest More than 1 year ago
As a huge fan of the 24 tv and book series I found this book to be on the lower of my recommendations. There were a surprising number of grammatical errors that at times made the understanding of characters difficult. The plot was well done and gave a little explanation of the first season on tv's events. I would recommend this to all the die hard fans, but not to someone just picking up a read.