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Enjoy an Excerpt from Marcus Sakey’s ‘A Better World’

If you like thrillers and you haven’t heard of Marcus Sakey’s book, Brilliance, you will probably want to look into it. The saga continues with his sequel, A Better World, which is on sale now.

By Marcus Sakey
Book Two of the Brilliance Saga

Marcus Sakey’s Edgar Award-nominated Brilliance was one of the most critically acclaimed thrillers of 2013, a riveting and suspenseful introduction to an alternate present day, where one percent of people – the “brilliants” – are born savants, able to overmatch and outperform the rest of us on every level. Assigned to track the most dangerous terrorist in America, Federal Agent Nick Cooper, a brilliant himself, was forced to put his life and the lives of those he loved on the line to save his country – and his soul.

A BETTER WORLD (Thomas & Mercer; June 17, 2014) continues the Brilliance saga. Cooper, now an advisor to the President of the United States, must face off against a shadowy network led by brilliants hell-bent on inciting a civil war. With three cities under terrorist control and panic spreading rapidly, Cooper must put everything on the line – and choose between his country and his own kind. 

Marcus Sakey has been called “one of our best storytellers” (Michael Connelly) and “a prodigious talent” (Laura Lippman). In A BETTER WORLD, he takes readers on a relentless adventure through a world all too close to our own

And here’s an excerpt from the book for your reading pleasure:

Excerpted from A BETTER WORLD by Marcus Sakey.  Copyright 2014. Published By Thomas & Mercer. Used by permission of the publisher. Not for reprint without permission.

A%20Better%20World%20Sign%20Post%20 %20If%20You%20See%20Something%20Say%20Something%202Air Force One was an hour shy of DC when the Secret Service agent told Cooper that he was wanted in the conference room.

Across a military and agency career, Cooper had ridden on posh private jets and rattling Army transports, had soared in a glider over the Wyoming desert and jumped out of a perfectly good C-17 with a chute on his back.  But Air Force One was unlike any aircraft hed ever been on. 

A customized 747, the plane had three decks, two galleys, luxury sleeping quarters, a fully-equipped surgery, national broadcasting capabilities, first-class seating for the press corps and the secret service, and the capability to fly a third of the way around the world without refuelingwhich it could do mid-air. 

Cooper unbuckled his seatbelt and walked fore.  The agents at the door of the conference room nodded at him. 

The room was a mobile version of the situation room, with a broad conference table and plush chairs.  A holo-conferencing screen showed a sharp tri-d of Marla Keevers in her office at the White House. The president sat at the head of the table, with Owen Leahy at his right and Holden Archer at his left.

Archer glanced at him, said, Tulsa, Fresno, and Cleveland have lost power. 

President Clay said, Marla, how bad is it?

Based off satellite imagery, we estimate that the entire metro area of all three cities has gone dark.

Why based off satellite imagery?  Clay asked. 

Because engineers in charge of the power grid for each region report no unusual activity.  All substations report back green.

A cyber attack,Leahy said.  A virus tells the system to send massive amounts of power from the grid to individual transformers, blowing them out, while at the same time co-opting the safety systems so that theres no warning indicator.

Yes,Keevers said.  Thats whats got the engineers rattled.  Work crews say theres no damage to the substations.  The transformers are working.  Theyre just not providing power to the cities.

How is that possible?

The Children of Darwin,Cooper said.

Keevers nodded.  It would appear our protocols have been rewritten.  It would take abnorm programmers to pull that off.

So what youre telling me,the president said, is that a terrorist organization has turned off three cities like they flipped a switch?

Im afraid so, sir.  With some anomalies.  In each city, several regions still have power.  Two in Fresno, three in Tulsa, and two in Cleveland.

The image of Keevers was replaced by live satellite footage.  The view was haunting.  Instead of the riotous glow of cities at night, the holograms showed deep black marked by faint ribbons of light that must have been highways.  The only bright spots were in discreet blocks, roughly rectangular, where things looked normal. 

So the virus wasnt a hundred percent effective,Archer said.  Its a small comfort, but its something.

Cooper leaned forward, staring at the maps.  There was a pattern, he was

Two areas in Fresno, three in Tulsa, two in Cleveland.

What connects them?  Some are on major highways, some nowhere near.  Some downtown, some not. 

And yet this doesnt look random.  The virus was too successful everywhere else to have failed completely in these spots.

These areas were left powered on purpose.  Which means that they hold some value. 

So what unites these seven areas?

certain.  Hospitals,Cooper said.

Archer looked at the screens, then back at him.  What?

Those regions all contain major hospitals.

Why would terrorists take out the power to three cities, but leave hospitals functioning? 

Because they need them,Leahy said.  He turned to the president.  Sir, Ive spoken to the director of the FBI and the DAR, as well as the head of the national institute of health.  They all believe, and I concur, that this may be the precursor to a biological attack.

That doesnt make sense,Archer said.  Why leave the hospitals running if theyre trying to release a biological weapon?

Because,Leahy retorted, hospitals are the best way to spread one.  People get sick, and they go to the hospital.  While there they infect others.  Doctors and nurses and receptionists and janitors and patients and families.  With a really infectious biological agent, the number of cases can expand massively even under normal circumstances.  But because these three cities are lacking food, and now power, the situation is far worse.  Instead of resting at home, people will flee.  Theyll go to stay with relatives, or to second homes.  And in the process, theyll swiftly vector the disease across the entire country.  Sir, we believe the COD created this chaotic situation to mask their real attack.

Thats a huge stretch,Cooper said.  Abnorms would be just as vulnerable to infection.  What good would a biological attack do the COD?

I dont know,Leahy said, with a hard look at Cooper.  But the COD are terrorists.  We dont know what their endgame is.

Of course we do.  Theyre upset over the treatment of abnorms, and they want change.

What are you basing that on, Mr. Cooper?  Abnorm intuition?  Leahy smiled coldly.  I understand your sympathy for their situation, but that cant be allowed to color our response.

Would you count my response colored if I called you a close-minded bigot mired in old- world thinking?  Instead, Cooper said, Response to what?  Youre wasting time on a hypothetical situation when we have actual disasters in these cities.  People are starving.  With the power out, theyll be freezing, getting desperate, violent.  Instead of worrying about phantom attacks, why dont we start getting them some goddamn food and blankets?

A%20Better%20World%20front%20cover 1On the screen, Marla Keevers coughed.  Press Secretary Archer made an elaborate show of looking at his watch.  Leahy fixed Cooper with an icy stare.  Mr. Cooper, your passion is quite touching, but youre a bit above your pay grade here.  And youre not qualified to speak to what is or is not hypothetical.

Maybe not,Cooper said.  But I can speak to whats right.  He glanced around the room.  You guys dont get me, do you?  I dont even want this job, so Ive got nothing to lose by telling the truth.  The people need food.  They need medicine.  They need electricity.  Thats what we should focus on.  Thats our job.

Its also our job to protect them from attack,Leahy fired back.  Food and blankets in Cleveland dont protect people dying in Los Angeles. 

Before Cooper could respond, the president said, Owen, what exactly do you suggest?

Immediate quarantine of all three cities, sir.  The National Guard has already been called up.  Assume federal command, back them up with Army troops, and shut these cities down completely.  No one in or out.

For a moment Cooper thought the plane was banking wildly, until he realize that was just his head.  Youve got to be kidding me.

I dont find anything about this funny.

Cooper turned to Clay, expecting to see the same thought, the belief that this was beyond preposterous.  Instead, he saw that the president was nervous.


Sir, you cant possibly consider this.  Youd be ordering military action on domestic soil.  Turning three cities into police states, revoking peoples basic rights.  It will cause unimaginable chaos.  These cities are already on the brink.  Instead of helping, were locking them up.

No,Leahy said.  Were temporarily suspending freedom of movement for fewer than a million people.  In order to protect three hundred million more.

Panic.  Hate crimes.  Riots.  Plus, if soldiers are busy quarantining the city, they cant distribute food.  All based on nothing but a wild theory.

Based,Leahy said, on the collective analysis of the best minds in the intelligence and health services.  A group that includes plenty of abnorms.  Mr. Cooper, I know youre used to doing things your own way, but this isnt your personal crusade.  Were trying to save the country, not play some moralistic game.

Cooper ignored the barb.  Mr. President, when you asked me to join you, you said that we were on the edge of a precipice.  Youre an intellectual, a historian.  You know how these things start.  World War One was kicked off when a radical killed an obscure archduke.  And nine million people died.  If you do this, we step toward that precipice.  Maybe over it.

And if youre wrong?  Leahy asked.  You say the COD is interested in abnorm rights, but theyve made no effort at dialogue.  What if what they really want is to kill as many Americans as possible?  There are a hundred biological weapons against which we have no ready defenseexcept quarantine.

The president looked back and forth between them.  His hands were on the table, the fingers knit.  His knuckles were pale. 

Come on, Clay.  I know youre scared.  Were all scared.  But be the leader we need you to be. 

The president cleared his throat.


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