
A Washington "tell-all"? from a "CIA insider"?
A "spy novel"? A "psychological thriller"?
Everything you always wanted to know about your nation's capitol,
but were afraid to ask?
This explosive debut novel is all those things, and more. But at its heart, it's a mystery:
The story of a senior editor at a top New York publishing house who begins receiving typewritten pages (he knows not why? how? or from whom?) and each new method of delivery is stranger than the last. The pages appear to be arriving in chronological order, and as a story begins to emerge, so does a growing feeling of deja vu…
Confident, as always, that what he's receiving is nothing more than the latest manuscript from yet another aspiring author who'll stop at nothing to land a book deal, the publishing world's most sought-after editor does his best to take it all in stride. No easy task, of course, considering this new guy appears to be a stalker tracking his every move.
The editor's closest friend and confidant (a reclusive and eccentric best selling novelist with a wild sense of humor) is soon drawn into the fray:
An ever deepening mystery that becomes more and more dangerous for the two men at every turn.
Whether it's squaring off against a tribe of cannibals in the Amazon, leaping from a plane in a shared parachute, or discovering a treasure trove of U.S. intelligence at the bottom of a treasure chest that hasn't been opened in 300 years – like a Möbius strip, their mystery writer's world begins spilling over into theirs...
Page by page, secret by secret, the mystery man behind the typewriter (the guy they jokingly call "Deep Throat" – a nod to Watergate's secret informant) begins pulling back the curtain on something he calls
"The Real Deep State"
A counterintelligence operation so big, so pervasive, so fully in control, they can "terminate" the president at the flip of a switch.
As "Deep Throat" begins "connecting the dots," assembling the jigsaw before their very eyes, the increasingly bizarre and outlandish methods by which the pages are delivered is exceeded only by the extraordinary scope of what they reveal...
"My goal was to develop a game plan for counterintelligence to 'go deep' like a nuclear submarine after a nuclear war has begun and the chain of command has been compromised. Where there might not even be a 'commander-in-chief' anymore."
"About 45 minutes after 45 was declared 'president-elect' I got the call."
"Where no one but the two world leaders was ever supposed to hear what was said...
"Or what our president had agreed to do."
FOR THE RECORD
Most of the shit in this book is real.
– I'd say, 80-85%
How do I know? Because I WAS THERE.
Why am I telling my story?
Because sunlight is the best disinfectant.
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