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Memorial Day (Mitch Rapp Series #5)

Memorial Day (Mitch Rapp Series #5)

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by Vince Flynn

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#1 New York Times bestselling author of American Assassin—soon to be a major motion picture

Fighting terrorism on foreign ground, CIA superagent Mitch Rapp does whatever it takes to protect American freedom in this blistering political thriller from #1 New York Times bestselling author Vince Flynn.

CIA intelligence has pointed to


#1 New York Times bestselling author of American Assassin—soon to be a major motion picture

Fighting terrorism on foreign ground, CIA superagent Mitch Rapp does whatever it takes to protect American freedom in this blistering political thriller from #1 New York Times bestselling author Vince Flynn.

CIA intelligence has pointed to a major terrorist attack on the United States, just as the nation’s capital prepares for a grand Memorial Day tribute to the veterans of World War II. Racing to Afghanistan, Mitch Rapp leads a commando raid on an al Queda stronghold in a remote border village—and defuses plans for a nuclear strike on Washington. The crisis averted, the special ops work is done. But Rapp knows, in the face of a new kind of enemy, nothing is as it seems—and it’s up to him alone to avert a disaster of unimaginable proportions.

Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher
"The king of high-concept political intrigue."
-- Dan Brown

"You'll be hooked....Move over, Jack Ryan!"
-- Portland Oregonian

Patrick Anderson
Flynn has done his homework on military and security matters, and his accounts of combat operations, surveillance at the Charleston harbor, the complexities of assembling nuclear devices, the Secret Service's protection of the president and the like are detailed and persuasive.
The Washington Post
Publishers Weekly
The latest entry in Flynn's popular Mitch Rapp series (after 2003's Executive Power) offers a gripping look at what could transpire if a terrorist group were to sneak a nuclear weapon into the U.S. Rapp, the relentless, marble-hearted CIA assassin and terrorist hunter, would never let that happen, of course, and Flynn's description of the process of bringing a nuke ashore and the lengths to which the government's counterterrorism force will go to prevent harm to U.S. citizens add up to another page-flipping extravaganza. Rapp, back in the field after a long stint on desk duty for insubordination, unearths the bomb plot during a daring commando raid on an al-Qaeda stronghold in Afghanistan. A U.S. strike force manages to intercept and disarm the nuke moments after it arrives by freighter in Charleston, S.C. Everyone, including series stalwart President Robert Hayes, congratulates themselves on a job well done, but Rapp isn't convinced; he believes al-Qaeda leader Mustafa al-Yamani has smuggled a second nuke into the country and plans to detonate it in Washington, D.C., during Memorial Day celebrations. Rapp, a ruthless terrorist pursuer by temperament and training, turns it up several notches this time around, following al-Yamani's scent with feverish abandon. Flynn trots out his usual assortment of characters to keep the action tense-wishy-washy cabinet members, political climbers, invective-spewing terrorists and a selected assortment of ice queens who use sex as a weapon. Yet his skillful use of converging plots, particularly the panic created by having a nuke on the loose, is enough to keep Flynn's growing fan base more than willing to overlook the formulaic components. Agent, Sloan Harris. (May) Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal
Counterterrorist operative Mitch Rapp has just averted a nuclear attack on New York, planned by al-Qaeda for Memorial Day. But it was suspiciously easy. With a nine-city author tour. Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.

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Mitch Rapp Series , #5
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Chapter 1: Florida Straits, International Waters

The forty-four-foot Italian-made Riva Rivarama power yacht thundered its way through the calm morning water at twenty-five knots. The boat had left Havana at sunrise for Grand Bahama. The northeasterly heading put the boat on a course that would skirt U.S. waters for most of the journey. Thomas Scott was the captain of the vessel, and as per his days in the British Royal Navy he was dressed in starched white shorts and a matching shirt. Scott took his duties very seriously, especially when captaining a boat as expensive as the one beneath his feet. He stood behind the wheel looking out over the windscreen at the open expanse of blue water.

Scott had left his home port of George Town on Grand Cayman the day before. It was only the second time he'd captained this specific vessel, and he'd jumped at the chance when asked. The Italian-made boat was a true example of expert craftsmanship. Its lines and materials harkened back to a time when boats were made by hand rather than machines. The shape of the body and the twin 700-hp diesel engines made it look and perform more like an oversized speedboat than a luxury yacht. With a top speed of forty knots the boat was very fast for its length and beam.

On the trip from Grand Cayman over to Cuba, the water had been a little too rough for Scott to open up the twin diesels all the way, and although the seas were nice and calm this morning, he did not want to push the engines to the stops until first discussing it with his passenger. Even in calm seas forty knots could be very alarming and jarring to a person who was not used to being on the water. One small roller caught the wrong way could send a novice overboard without so much as a scream for help.

Scott had great respect for the water. Accidents by their very nature were unexpected. In a car, if you wore your seat belt and had an airbag, your chances of surviving an accident were extremely good. In a boat, if an accident occurred and you weren't wearing a life jacket your chance for survival was low. It didn't matter how good a swimmer you were, if you were knocked unconscious you were going to the bottom.

That's why Scott wore a small harness around his neck and strapped across his chest. The tiny personal flotation device was no thicker than a bicycle inner tube. It was so small really that Scott often forgot he had it on. But if he went overboard, the device would inflate in less than a second and turn into a full-size life jacket. The harness also contained a small emergency beacon, which in certain respects was every bit as important as the buoyancy of the device. To the uninitiated the harness looked nothing like a life jacket.

Scott always made sure to show his passengers where the regular life jackets were stowed, but rarely did they put them on. The guy he was ferrying today was so rude he hadn't even had the chance to give him the safety lecture. The dark-haired man had showed up at sunrise with a single bag and in clipped English told the captain to get underway. There was no greeting, no introduction, and he declined Scott's offer to help him with his bag.

The man had gone straight down to the cabin and closed the door. Now, an hour and a half out of port, Scott was beginning to wonder if he planned to stay below for the entire voyage. The passenger was either an incredible snob, which in the world of luxury yachts was very possible, or he was so hungover he couldn't even muster basic good manners.

Scott scanned the bright horizon. It was too nice a day, and he was captaining too fine a boat, to let the rudeness of his passenger ruin the moment. The Brit reached out with his right hand and placed his palm on the twin chrome throttles. In a tempered gradual motion he pushed them all the way forward, the diesels roaring to their full power, the wind whipping through Scott's sun-bleached hair. He grinned to himself as he stood gripping the wheel, and thought that it might be a very nice trip indeed if his passenger stayed below.

Mustafa al-yamani was prostrate, his arms stretched out in front of his head, in a near trancelike state as he supplicated himself to his Creator, asking for guidance and bravery. It had been more than a week's time since he had prayed, and for al-Yamani, who had communed with his God at least five times a day for as long as he could remember, this self-imposed exile from Allah had been the most difficult aspect of the trip. With the boat's engines droning and the door to the private cabin locked, this was quite possibly the last chance he would have to pray properly before he became a shaheed, a martyr for his people.

Al-Yamani had worked diligently to avoid the counterterrorism net of the United States intelligence community and its allies. He had first flown to Johannesburg, South Africa, and from there to Buenos Aires, Argentina. He stayed one day in Buenos Aires, changing his identity and making sure he wasn't being followed, and then it was on to Caracas and a short hop to Havana. That was where the boat had been waiting for him, along with provisions and a captain whose only instructions were to ferry the passenger to Grand Bahama. As for the boat itself, a wealthy sponsor had arranged for the use of it. The owner did not know the full intent of the group he was lending it to, but he was sure to have guessed it wasn't for a simple pleasure cruise. In the end it would be all that much better if the man was implicated.

The physical journey to this part of the world had taken only five days, but in a metaphysical sense the journey had taken a lifetime. The forty-one-year-old Saudi Arabian had been preparing himself for this mission since the age of nine when he had been sent to a madrasa in Mecca to study the Koran. By the age of fifteen he was fighting in Afghanistan against the godless Soviets and honing his skills as a mujahid, a warrior who fights for Islam. Every cause needed its fighters, its mujahideen, and for al-Yamani there was no more noble cause than that of Islam.

Al-Yamani finished his supplication and moved into a sitting position, placing his hands on his thighs. In a voice not much more than a whisper he proclaimed, "Allahu Akbar." God is great. Al-Yamani repeated himself two more times and then rose to his feet. It was time. He walked over to the bed nestled into the prow of the boat and retrieved an object from the side pocket of his bag. Al-Yamani lifted up the tails of his loose-fitting silk shirt and slid the object into the waist of his pants. He looked every bit the wealthy vacationer, from his floral patterned shirt, to his khaki pants, to his sandals. He'd even donned a wedding ring and a fake Rolex for the trip, and the most difficult thing of all...he'd shaved his beard for the first time since puberty.

Al-Yamani took one last look at himself in the mirror to make sure nothing would tip off the captain. With a deep breath he straightened his shoulders and headed for the cabin door. He would make this quick. No games. The captain was a nonbeliever. He meant nothing. Al-Yamani unlocked the small door and slid it up into the open position. He was instantly greeted by the blinding daylight of the Caribbean.

He paused for a second, shielding his eyes from the sun with his left hand, wondering if he should give himself some time to let his eyes adjust to the brightness. He decided to press on and climbed the three steps quickly. Under his left hand he could make out the silhouette of the captain standing at the helm.

Al-Yamani could hear the man talking to him but couldn't make out what he was saying. They were going much faster than he'd realized, and the wind was howling over the bow of the boat. Al-Yamani made no effort to try and understand the man. He had surprise on his side, and everything would be over in a few seconds. Moving past the helm, al-Yamani slid his right hand under his shirt while he brought his left hand up and placed it on the shoulder of the captain. He leaned in as if he was going to ask a question, and as his lips began to part, his left hand clamped down tightly on the captain's shoulder. His right hand came thrusting upward, sending a six inch stainless-steel blade into the man's back.

Thomas Scott arched his back in pain, his hands instantly gripping the wheel, his mind scrambling to comprehend what had just happened. Suddenly, he was yanked away from the helm and spun across the deck. Frantically he tried to reach behind himself to get a grip on whatever it was that was causing him such pain. Before he had time to react, he was up against the side of the boat and losing his balance. He could feel himself going overboard. Blue sky filled his vision and then he hit the water hard.

Al-Yamani watched the Brit disappear under the boat's churning wake, and then scrambled to the helm. He looked down at the high-tech dashboard and squinted to read the dials and digital readouts. Bending close, he noted his speed, heading, and GPS location. He'd spent a week studying the owner's manual and knew the controls well enough to do what needed to be done. After scanning the horizon quickly he began slowly turning the wheel, bringing the boat around on a new northerly heading.

With the vessel pointed in the right direction Al-Yamani relaxed a bit. He turned around and looked at the boat's long curving white wake. Bringing his hand up to shield his eyes from the bright sun, he strained to see any sign of the man whose life he had just taken. He thought he saw something for a second, but then it vanished. Al-Yamani wasn't worried. They were thirty miles from the nearest piece of land, and he had stabbed his victim in the heart. If by some miracle he wasn't already dead, he would be shortly.

Al-Yamani turned his attention to what lay ahead, a confident look of anticipation on his face. He had waited his entire life for this opportunity. It was his destiny to come to America, and it was his providence to strike a blow for Allah. Al-Yamani was not alone. There were others, and they were at this very moment converging on America from all points of the compass. Before the week was over, the arrogant and hedonistic Americans would be dealt a crippling blow.

Copyright © 2004 by Vince Flynn

Meet the Author

#1 New York Times bestselling author Vince Flynn (1966–2013) created one of contemporary fiction’s most popular heroes: CIA counterterrorist agent Mitch Rapp, featured in thirteen of Flynn’s acclaimed political thrillers. All of his novels are New York Times bestsellers, including his stand-alone debut novel, Term Limits. The Mitch Rapp story begins with American Assassin, followed by Kill Shot, Transfer of Power, The Third Option, Separation of Power, Executive Power, Memorial Day, Consent to Kill, Act of Treason, Protect and Defend, Extreme Measures, Pursuit of Honor, The Last Man, The Survivor, Order to Kill, and Enemy of the State. American Assassin will be released as a major film in 2017.

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Memorial Day (Mitch Rapp Series #5) 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 434 reviews.
Ottos390 More than 1 year ago
This book is a page turner which was recommended on the Karl Rove and Clayton Morris Goodreads.com group. Excellent and exciting book.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
If you are looking for a great CIA-style series, Vince Flynn's "Mitch Rapp" series is the way to go. I am very hesitant to purchase e-books without some recommendation or knowledge of the author. I don't remember how I happened upon this series - probably by accident - but I have given up watching reruns of "Coach" via Netflix in order to read these books. I am on #8 (you definitely want to read them in order) and need to pace myself so I'll have at least 2 or 3 left when I go on vacation in June.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great story just jumps right into the action. This is a real page turner. Mitch Rapp at his best. This is first in my book and consent to kill is second. Can't wait for Kill Shot.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
If you love CIA covert ops as much as I do...then read Vince Flynn books! Edge of your seat,nail biting good time!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Ordered for my husband - he says reading this author really gets his adrenaline pumping.
ddfromroch More than 1 year ago
Very entertaining and I always feel like I'm learning something about the way our Intelligence Agency works everytime I read one of his books.
DjJeSteR More than 1 year ago
This book was excellent! It was recommended to me as a must read, I flew through the book and now enjoy the entire Vince Flynn collection. The plot and characters are so believable.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This was the first 'Mitch Rapp' book that I read. I have to say that it was a quick read. Thrilling and full of suspense. Sit on the edge of your seat, enjoy the book and try to relax. Enjoy the humor along with the patriotism that is sure to fill you!!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I don't think this novella ever had a break in momentum. From the first page on, it was riveting. What was disappointing though was my body wanted to pleading for some sleep, thus I had to put it down. I didn¿t want to put it down. In my view, Vince Flynn is the next Tom Clancy. For those who have not read any of Flynn's books, please do. You'll get hook. That¿s a promise.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
...starting to get a little Hollywood though. Pretty predictable plot turns.
Drewano More than 1 year ago
Very similar to other books in the series ‘Memorial Day’ is a steady paced thriller but not as fast paced as some of the other books in the series. It focuses a bit more on the back office politics which can be a bit frustrating at time but overall it’s a good story. Always well written and descriptive I’ll be moving on in the series soon.
Boundlessbookreviews More than 1 year ago
I can describe Memorial Day simply with “action-packed intensity,” but that would make for a boring review, wouldn’t it?. First of all, this is one of the very rare occasions where I picked an audio book both my husband and I enjoyed. We love listening to books on our road trips; however, it usually ends up with him listening to something about vampires, or me becoming terrified by something by Stephen King. Thanks to Flynn, that didn’t happen this time. We both loved this book! An exciting story of good versus evil for the good of America is sure to please everyone. I highly recommend this for your next road trip or just as a quick read (or listen) for a day at the beach. It’s a huge 5 Boundless Stars from me....Beth
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I have read about 8 of Vince Flynn's Mitch Rapp series books and this one was the best so far. A real cliff hanger.
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Freudfan More than 1 year ago
Flynn always delivers a nail biter. Nobody writes in this genre quite like him. I love Mitch Rapp and am saddened by Flynn's untimely demise. Warning: plan on getting as little sleep as Rapp because once you start reading, you cannot put these down.
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Great character development and entertaining to read.
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This isnt my favorite Flynn book but it is still a great read. Vince Flynn is my all-time favorite author.
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