Anonymous

To make amends for past mistakes, the enigmatic assassin known only as Victor is now in servitude to the world's most dangerous criminal enterprise, the Russian Mafia. Although a hired gun without loyalties, Victor never picks a fight he cannot win so he intends to pay off his debt, however long it takes. Yet when his new employer is shot dead in London, Victor has both the means and the motive to make him the most likely suspect.

Mitch Rapp owes powerful criminal Damian Losa a favour, and it’s being called in. With no choice other than to honour his agreement, Rapp heads to Syria to stop a new designer drug spreading into Losa’s territory. When he discovers the true culprit – someone with far bigger goals than just Syria – the scale of his mission grows. But Rapp and his team are operating in an incredibly volatile country where the US has few assets and allegiances shift almost daily. And just one false move would set off an international confrontation that could easily spin out of control and rewrite the world order.

The assassin known as Victor is hiding out in a small motel in Canada after a job across the border. A few days laying low and he'll be gone leaving no trace behind. He doesn't count on getting to know a mother and her boy who reminds him of his own troubled childhood. When both vanish, only Victor seems to notice. Once he starts looking for them, he finds himself at odds with the criminals who own the town. They want him gone. Only Victor's going nowhere until he discovers the truth and to them he's just a quiet man asking the wrong questions.

After a blackout swept the nation, America is resuming life as normal with a new president, one unlike any Mitch Rapp has worked with in the past. As Rapp backs away, the new president, in turn, questions his loyalty. Rapp decides to take a much-needed break. But when it’s discovered that a mole in the CIA has been digging into their systems for information on Nicholas Ward, the world’s first trillionaire and the man personally overseeing cutting-edge medical research in Uganda, he is pulled back onto the job.

For years, Starfleet Intelligence agents have carried out undercover assignments deep within the Klingon Empire. Surgically altered and rigorously trained in Klingon culture, they operate in plain sight and without any direct support, while collecting information and infiltrating the highest levels of imperial power. Their actions have given Starfleet valuable insight into the inner workings of Klingon government and its relentless military apparatus. After three of Starfleet’s longest serving agents fear exposure, they initiate emergency extraction procedures.

Before he was considered a CIA superagent, before he was thought of as a terrorists worst nightmare, and before he was both loathed and admired by the politicians on Capitol Hill, Mitch Rapp was a gifted college athlete without a care in the world . . . and then tragedy struck.