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skilled assassin, she never lost sight of her target.
    From a step away, she aimed the Sig Sauer at Gray’s face.
    And this time, he had no helmet.
    5:09 A . M .
WASHINGTON, D.C.
    W E’VE LOST all contact again,” the technician said needlessly.
    Painter had heard the loud crash a moment before, then all went deadly silent on the satellite feed.
    “I still have base security,” his second said by the phone.
    Painter tried to piece together the cacophony he had heard over the line. “He tossed his helmet.”
    The other two men stared at him.
    Painter studied the open dossier in front of him. Grayson Pierce was no fool. Besides his military expertise, the man had first come to Sigma’s attention because of his aptitude and intelligence tests. He was certainly above the norm, well above, but there were soldiers with even higher scores. What had been the final factor in the decision to recruit him had been his odd behavior while incarcerated at Leavenworth. Despite the hard labor of the camp, Grayson had taken up a rigorous regimen of study: in both advanced chemistry and Taoism. This disparity in his choice of study had intrigued Painter and Sigma’s former director, Dr. Sean McKnight.
    In many ways, he proved to be a walking contradiction: a Welshman living in Texas, a student of Taoism who still carried a rosary, a soldier who studied chemistry in prison. It was this very uniqueness of his mind that had won him membership into Sigma.
    But such distinctiveness came with a price.
    Grayson Pierce did not play well with others. He had a profound distaste for working with a team.
    Like now. Going in alone. Against protocol.
    “Sir?” his second persisted.
    Painter took a deep breath. “Two more minutes.”
    5:10 A . M .
FREDERICK, MARYLAND
    T HE FIRST shot whistled past his ear.
    Gray was lucky. The assassin had shot too fast, before being properly set. Gray, still in motion from his lunge, just managed to duck out of the way. A head shot was not as easy as the movies made it seem.
    He tackled the woman and pinned her gun between them. Even if she fired, he would still have a good chance of surviving.
    Only it would hurt like hell.
    She fired, proving this last point.
    The slug slammed into his left thigh. It felt like a hammer blow, bruising to the marrow. He screamed. And why the hell not? It stung like a motherfucker. But he didn’t let go. He used his anger to slam an elbow into her throat. But her body armor stiffened, protecting her.
    Damn it.
    She pulled the trigger again. He outweighed her, outmuscled her, but she didn’t need the strength of fist and knee. She had the might of modern artillery at her disposal. The slug sucker-punched into his gut. Pounded all the way to his spine, his breath blew out of him. She was slowly maneuvering her gun upward.
    The Sig Sauer had a fifteen-round magazine. How many shots had she fired? Surely she still had enough to pound him into a pulp.
    He needed to end this.
    He lifted his head back and slammed his forehead into her face. But she was no novice to brawling. She turned her head, taking the blow to the side of her skull. Still, it bought him enough time to kick out at a cord trailing from the nearby table. The library lamp attached to it came crashing to the floor. Its green glass shade shattered.
    Bear-hugging the woman, he rolled her over the lamp. It was too much to hope that the glass would penetrate her body suit. But that wasn’t his goal.
    He heard the pop of the lamp’s bulb under their combined weight.
    Good enough.
    Frogging his legs under him, Gray leaped outward. It was a gamble. He flew toward the light switch beside the swinging door.
    A cough of a pistol accompanied a slam into his lower back.
    His neck whiplashed. His body struck the wall. As he bounded off, his hand palmed the electrical box and flipped the switch. Lights flickered across the lab, unsteady. Bad wiring.
    He fell back toward the assassin.
    He couldn’t hope to electrocute his nemesis.