Closer Encounters
November, present day
An early frost glittered on the naked limbs of the chestnut trees lining the quiet side street just off Massachusetts Avenue, in the heart of Washington, D.C.'s, embassy district. Commuters pouring out of the Metro stop at the corner kept their heads down against the biting wind as they hurried to work.
If any had happened to glance at the elegant three-story town house halfway down the block, they might have noticed the discreet bronze plaque beside the door. The plaque indicated the structure housed the offices of the President's Special Envoy.
The title was held by Nick Jensen, a jet-setting restaurateur who owned a string of exclusive watering holes that catered to the rich and famous around the world. Only a handful of Washington insiders knew that title masked Jensen's real job—director of OMEGA. The small, ultrasecret organization sent its operatives into the field only at the request of the president himself.
One of those agents had just been activated. Andrew McDowell—code name Riever—sat at the briefing table in the high-tech control center on the top floor of the town h ... read full excerpt from Closer Encounters ebook
