Years of intelligence gathering and asset development all come down to this: one daring mission to capture and replace a vicious, irrational dictator with nuclear aspirations. What could go wrong?
In the frozen wasteland of Antarctica is a research facility codenamed the Glacier. Agency-run and operated, the facility houses top secret experiments never meant for outside eyes, but that’s about to change. One of the Glacier’s lead scientists has gone missing, but... how? The station is as remote and secure as they come. Raise your clearance and level your sights in a desperate race against time to discover what really lies beneath the ice.
There is a code phrase provided to agents operating in problem spots around the globe. It’s every Control’s worst nightmare, to be awakened in the night with those words. It identifies a threat that demands immediate attention, lest the entire world suffer. In the last eighteen hours, three agents have issued the code phrase, from three different countries, and each followed with a single word: “Morningstar.” Answer your phone. Save the world.
There is a code phrase provided to agents operating in problem spots around the globe. It’s every Control’s worst nightmare, to be awakened in the night with those words. It identifies a threat that demands immediate attention, lest the entire world suffer. In the last eighteen hours, three agents have issued the code phrase, from three different countries, and each followed with a single word: “Morningstar.” Answer your phone. Save the world.
There is a code phrase provided to agents operating in problem spots around the globe. It’s every Control’s worst nightmare, to be awakened in the night with those words. It identifies a threat that demands immediate attention, lest the entire world suffer. In the last eighteen hours, three agents have issued the code phrase, from three different countries, and each followed with a single word: “Morningstar.” Answer your phone. Save the world.
There is a code phrase provided to agents operating in problem spots around the globe. It’s every Control’s worst nightmare, to be awakened in the night with those words. It identifies a threat that demands immediate attention, lest the entire world suffer. In the last eighteen hours, three agents have issued the code phrase, from three different countries, and each followed with a single word: “Morningstar.” Answer your phone. Save the world.
Only the criminal elite have been invited and only the super-rich can afford to attend. It’s a who’s who of the world’s most wanted, but even that takes second stage to what’s on sale. Your mission: steal it, replace it, and do your best to blame someone else. If you’re really, really good — and that’s why the Agency keeps you in martinis and tuxes — you’ll also come home with some much-needed intel and one or two less bad guys on the list.
Only the criminal elite have been invited and only the super-rich can afford to attend. It’s a who’s who of the world’s most wanted, but even that takes second stage to what’s on sale. Your mission: steal it, replace it, and do your best to blame someone else. If you’re really, really good — and that’s why the Agency keeps you in martinis and tuxes — you’ll also come home with some much-needed intel and one or two less bad guys on the list.
Only the criminal elite have been invited and only the super-rich can afford to attend. It’s a who’s who of the world’s most wanted, but even that takes second stage to what’s on sale. Your mission: steal it, replace it, and do your best to blame someone else. If you’re really, really good — and that’s why the Agency keeps you in martinis and tuxes — you’ll also come home with some much-needed intel and one or two less bad guys on the list.
Only the criminal elite have been invited and only the super-rich can afford to attend. It’s a who’s who of the world’s most wanted, but even that takes second stage to what’s on sale. Your mission: steal it, replace it, and do your best to blame someone else. If you’re really, really good — and that’s why the Agency keeps you in martinis and tuxes — you’ll also come home with some much-needed intel and one or two less bad guys on the list.