The Archangel Project

The Archangel Project

by C.S. Graham

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The Archangel Project by C.S. Graham

A murdered psychologist with ties to a secret CIA-funded remote viewing project . . .

A haunted young Iraq War vet with a "psycho" discharge and a talent that has marked her for death . . .

A deadly secret that will rock the world.

You can't hide the truth from those who can see.

When the charred remains of Tulane professor Henry Youngblood are discovered in the burned-out ruins of his New Orleans offices, the CIA sends maverick troubleshooter Jax Alexander to investigate. Joined in a reluctant partnership with remote viewer October "Tobie" Guinness, Jax struggles to decipher a cryptic set of clues that leads from the devastated neighborhoods of New Orleans to the power corridors of Washington, D.C. Pursued by agents of an influential oil and defense conglomerate with ties to the President himself, Jax and Tobie soon find themselves in a breakneck race against time to stop a ruthless killer and avert a diabolical plot that could devastate America.

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ISBN-13: 9780061351204
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date: 09/30/2008
Pages: 384
Sales rank: 510,886
Product dimensions: 6.74(w) x 4.12(h) x 1.06(d)

About the Author

C.S. Graham is the pseudonym of writing team Steven Harris and Candice Proctor. Steven Harris spent twenty-one years as an Army Intelligence officer. His career ranged from participation in the Army's controversial domestic spying activities to running agents in Southeast Asia. He also spent ten years in Washington, D.C., working at the national intelligence level. Candice Proctor is the author of more than a dozen previous novels, including the critically acclaimed Sebastian St. Cyr mystery series published under the name C.S. Harris. A former academic with a P.h.D. in history, she has lived most of her life abroad, in Europe, the Middle East, and Australia.

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The Archangel Project

Chapter One

Washington, D.C.: 4 June, 1:05 p.m. Eastern time

"Let me see the sketches."

Lance Palmer passed the folder to the elegant, Armani-clad woman who rode beside him in the limousine. He watched, silent, as she slipped on a pair of reading glasses and flipped through the folder's contents. She frowned at the crude representation of an encircled K emblazoned against a dark background, then paused again to stare at a vintage World War II C47 Skytrooper that seemed to soar through the air.

Hurriedly rendered in pencil on page after page of cheap loose-leaf, the drawings didn't look important. But these sketches—and the person who drew them—had the power to destroy some of the most important people in Washington and bring down a president.

Adelaide Meyer raised her gaze to Lance's face. "You're certain these sketches are from a remote viewing session and not the result of a security leak?"

"I'm certain." Remote viewing had been the object of intense scientific and governmental investigation for more than sixty years, but most people still had a hard time accepting it as real. Lance would probably have been suspicious himself if he hadn't worked with remote viewers in the Army.

Through the tinted, water-flecked window beside him, he caught a glimpse of the Lincoln Memorial as it swept past, its normal horde of tourists thinned by the storm lashing the city. Adelaide Meyer peeled the glasses off her face and rubbed the bridge of her nose. At fifty-three, she was CEO of one of the world's largest corporations, a sprawling conglomerate with interests in everythingfrom the construction and defense industries to oil. She was also, through a series of subsidiaries and holding companies, Lance Palmer's boss.

"When you came to me with this proposal, I never expected it to turn into such a disaster."

Lance set his jaw. Thirteen years in Army Special Operations taught a man to accept responsibility for his mistakes. "It's a problem," he said, keeping his voice calm. "But it's not a disaster. It can be contained. Right now these sketches are meaningless."

Adelaide Meyer fit her reading glasses back on her face. She was slim and reasonably attractive for a woman her age, but in all other respects she was a woman cut in much the same mold as Madeline Albright and Maggie Thatcher: a hard-as-nails broad with the mind of a Rhodes scholar and the ethical standards of a serial killer.

"They won't be meaningless in forty-eight hours." Flipping back through the drawings, she paused again at the crude sketch of the old C47. Lance felt his ulcer burn. She looked up. "Who knows about this?"

"Henry Youngblood. The woman who did the remote viewing. I think that's all."

Adelaide Meyer kept her eyebrows plucked into razor thin, unnatural arcs. As Lance watched, one eyebrow arched even higher in a parody of a smile that had been known to make prime ministers ill. "You think? We don't pay you to think, Mr. Palmer. We pay you to know. And to do."

"If there's anyone else, we'll find them."

She closed the folder, drummed her fingers on the gold-embossed burgundy cover. "This woman; who is she?"

"Probably a student. We've pulled a list of the people who've been working with Youngblood from the university's records."

Her fingers stopped their drumming. "You don't know her name?"

"The only one who knows that is Youngblood. But he'll tell us. Don't worry." Lance's organization was very good at extracting information. They'd perfected their interrogation techniques at Guantanamo Bay and Abu Ghraib and a dozen other detention facilities the American people didn't want to hear about.

"See to it that he does." Adelaide Meyer punched the button on the limousine's intercom and spoke to her driver. "Mr. Palmer will be leaving us. There should be a taxi stand at the next corner." The limo slowed.

"I want this cleaned up." She reached for the morning copy of the Wall Street Journal and snapped it open. "I want it cleaned up and I want it cleaned up fast. Or I'll have someone else do it. And I can guarantee you won't be happy with that." Over the top of the newspaper, her gaze met Lance's for one telling moment. "Understood?"

The limousine pulled in close to the curb, sending water from the gutter surging over the sidewalk. Lance opened the door. "Perfectly," he said, and stepped out into the lashing rain.

The rain beat against his shoulders, ran down his cheeks in cool rivulets. He stood and watched the limousine speed away toward Capitol Hill. Then he nodded to the nearest taxi driver. "Reagan Airport," he said, and slid into the backseat.

He put a call through to his wife, Jessica. "I'm afraid I'm going to be late tonight, honey. Tell Jason I'm sorry about missing his game." He listened to Jess make the requisite noises, then said, "I should be home by midnight. If not, I'll see you tomorrow morning."

Lance closed his phone. He had just over forty-eight hours, but he didn't expect this little clean-up operation to take anywhere near that long. He was very good at what he did.

The Archangel Project. Copyright © by C.S. Graham. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

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Archangel Project 3.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 14 reviews.
Bonnie_C More than 1 year ago
October, "Tobie" Guiness, possesses a special gift. She can "see" people, places, things or events that are miles away using only her mind. Remote viewing is a discipline that few people know about or understand. It has been investigated by the military for covert operation purposes but not pursued due to inaccuracy incurred in the viewing. Tobie however has an accuracy rating of 80%, which puts her in the top tier of remote viewers. Her gift was being used in research by Professor Youngblood at Tulane University. The professor was seeking funding for this research through some organizations that have a rather shady background. The professor ends up dead; the object of an obvious murder. His death attracts the attention of the CIA. Enter CIA renegade, Jax Alexander to investigate the crime. Through his investigation, Jax learns of Professor Youngblood's research and his work with Tobie Guiness. Tobie doesn't need her special gift to soon realize that her own life is in danger. She is limited as to who she can turn to for help. Anyone she comes into contact with is put in danger. She eventually puts her trust in Jax. Together the two of them begin to unravel a plot that has the potential to bring another war to the Middle East. This storyline has a lot going to keep the reader interested. The concept of remote viewing is unique and intriguing. The plot is suspenseful and the characters of Tobie and Jax are well done. The city of New Orleans just naturally offers a backdrop for an atmosphere of mystery and intrigue. The action takes Tobie and Jax from New Orleans to Dallas to Washington D.C. in their race against time to stop a world altering event from happening. Storylines of this book genre are often politically driven. This book is no different. However, instead of politics being the driving force behind this story, the story is used as a vehicle to convey political opinions. Often the action is detoured so characters could expound on everything from the war in Iraq to the nation's tax code to the government's aide and response to Katrina victims. These soliloquies become a distraction. This could have been a real page turner. But to paraphrase Elvis, I think the book would have been much better with "A little more action and a little less "political" conversation.
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love when a woman has her mind stronge
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Iraq War veteran October 'Tobie' Guinness feels her skill as a remote viewer is a mixed bag. The former Navy vet can see who is doing what miles and miles and miles away but she cannot bring into lucid focus completely the flashes she ¿witnesses¿. --- However, though she considers herself an underachiever compared with her spouses, Tobie keeps on trying to clear her vision so as to make better use of it. Her latest effort frightens her as she sees flashes of Eisenhower¿s worst nightmare in action. A cartel of VIPs from the defense industry and the government plan a 9/11 style attack by ¿Iranians¿ on New Orleans in order to obtain public support for an Iraq type intervention. Those she witnessed plotting know of her and her mentor. They kill the psychologist-professor teaching her and go after Tobie. CIA Agent Jax Alexander investigates the professor¿s murder in New Orleans only to crash head first into the conspiracy and Tobie. They are on the run together while trying to prevent another avaricious Middle East war. --- This is a terrific conspiracy thriller starring a wonderful hero who received the ¿psycho¿ honorable discharge from the Navy and a cynical CIA agent on the brink of being fired even before he foolishly becomes involved in the Iran War scam. Fans who appreciate a fast-paced tale with obvious Iraq implications will want to read Team Graham¿s entertaining conspiracy novel. --- Harriet Klausner
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Must read must buy
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