Black Monday
A Novel
ONEOCTOBER 27TH. 6 HOURS BEFORE OUTBREAK.
A plague that will cause the death of millions. A plague that will destroy countries. A plague that will plunge the world into a dark age.
A plague that will make nobody sick.
Lewis Stokes -- or so the false name on his Nevada driver's license reads -- feeds another dollar into the Wheel of Fortune machine in the lobby of hotel New York-New York in Las Vegas and feels his heartbeat pick up, but not because of the game. The onetime beggar boy -- whose mother was publicly beheaded -- has just spotted the twenty-year-old University of Nevada English major that he's flown six thousand miles to kill.
The boy -- slovenly-looking and dark-haired -- is weaving toward him, past the single-deck blackjack tables, heading for the reception desk. He's drinking from a foot-long glass beaker filled with bright red liquid, probably a Singapore Sling or mix of rums and fruit juices. The boy looks tipsy, unaware, alone.
The kid must be killed by 12:14 tonight.
"Not one minute later," Lewis's mentor had said w ... read full excerpt from: Black Monday: A Novel ebook
