A document bearing the hand print of Christ is stolen. Another is discovered. Middle East peace talks at the Umayyad Mosque in Syria are attacked and CIA Officer Dr. Michael Sterling is caught in the middle. Along with the ambassadors of each nation in attendance, a Syrian agent is fatally wounded but, before dying, passes shocking intelligence to Michael - intelligence that outlines the planned assassinations of the Ayatollah of Iran and of the Pope and more: the intelligence outlines the history of an esoteric organization that traces their lineage to the truth of the Crucifixion – to Christ himself. Known only as the Order, their charter and goal throughout history has been to infiltrate governments with pawns of their own; to reclaim their right to rule. To make matters worse, the Order has framed Michael for the Ayatollah's assassination and a Presidential backed, but botched CIA mission – codenamed Merlin – made Iran nuclear capable and they want revenge for the killing of their beloved leader. Iran has aimed its full nuclear arsenal at the United States and has issued an ultimatum: hand over Michael in forty-eight hours or it will be war – exactly as the Order had planned. Attacked by his own agency, manipulated by the Order, and wanted by the Iranians, Dr. Michael Sterling carries the reader on a mesmerizing and fast-paced journey through Syria, the US, and Rome to stop the Pope's murder and to avert a manufactured war.About the Author:JS Nagle began his career in Intelligence as an Interrogator and was cross-trained in Counter Intelligence. A Paratrooper with the 82nd Airborne Division, JS Nagle spent many a night preparing to jump into the darkness with only a parachute strapped to his back and his weapon at his side. JS Nagle has received training at the prestigious Defense Language Institute for both the German and Spanish languages, and he holds an expert qualification with a number of weapons. In his private life, he has earned degrees in Economics and an MBA in Organizational Management; he spends his spare time training for Ironman triathlons, chasing his entirely too fast toddler-daughter; loving his brilliant, clinician wife whilst bragging incessantly about his son who is a cadet at an unnamed private University in Washington DC.Follow the Author:Twitter: @SterlingNovelsBlog: SterlingNovels.blogspot.comEmail: JMScott@SterlingNovels.com
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