Morgan’s eyes widen. "The precision required... the nodal points are three miles beneath the crust. If the charges are off by even a meter, the thermobaric shockwave will trigger a massive earthquake. It will wipe out Seattle and Vancouver."
"Then we don't miss," I say, my voice dropping to a lethal, icy calm.
The logistics of Operation Severance are a nightmare of deception and precision.
I coordinate the deployment of three UN stealth submersibles, telling General Croft that we are conducting a routine deep-sea geological mapping exercise to monitor the Vanguard fallout. She believes me. She has to. If the UN knew the true nature of the threat, they would panic, and panic is the one thing the Formless feeds on.
But the real burden lies in the deep medical lab.
Asher and Elara are si
