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Stephen White—author of over a dozen New York Times bestsellers— returns with a relentlessly propelled, thriller that will remind readers of his acclaimed Kill Me. Stephen White’s Alan Gregory novels are beloved by both fans and critics—the most recent, Dead Time, was a USA Today and Book-Sense bestseller. In The Siege, Gregory’s longtime friend Sam Purdy takes center stage in a story that feels ripped from tomorrow’s headlines. From the first page on, readers need to be buckled in for a nonstop ride full of terror and pathos. As a lovely weekend approaches on the Yale campus it appears that a number of students—including the sons of both the Secretary of the Army and newest Supreme Court justice—may have gone missing. Kidnapping? Terrorism? The authorities aren’t sure. But the high-profile disappearances draw the attention of the CIA and the FBI’s vaunted Hostage Rescue Team. Attention quickly focuses on the fortress-like tomb of one of Yale’s secret societies. Suspended Boulder police detective Sam Purdy soon finds himself in New Haven, where he is quickly snared by an unlikely pair of Feds: FBI agent Christopher Poe and CIA analyst Deirdre Drake. Sam, Poe, and Dee join together, desperately trying to solve the riddle of what is going on inside the windowless stone tomb on the edge of campus. The clock is pounding in their ears. The unknown enemy is playing by no known rules . . . is making no demands . . . is refusing to communicate with the hostage negotiator . . . is somehow anticipating every FBI move . . . is completely unconcerned about getting away . . . And . . . is sending students, one by one, out of the building’s front door to die.

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Stephen White is a clinical psychologist and the New York Times bestselling author of sixteen previous suspense novels, including Dead Time and Dry Ice.

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April 19, Saturday Midday

New Haven


The building on the edge of campus could be mistaken for a mausoleum erected beyond the boundary of the cemetery across the street.

It’s not.

Some assume it is a mock courtroom for the nearby law school.

It’s not that either.

Although the structure’s Ionic columns suggest the imperial, like a treasury, or evoke the divine, like a temple, the word “tomb” is the tag attached by the community. The building puts out no mat and welcomes no stranger—the classic style was chosen not to invite attention, but rather to feel as familiar to passersby as the profile of the elm tree that shades the marble steps leading up from the street. The scale is deceptive. The neighboring edifices are large and imposing, with Gothic flourishes or neoclassical grandeur. In comparison, the tomb feels more stout and diminutive than it actually is.

The building’s unadorned back is the only face that it reveals to the college. The sides are rectangular planes of marble blocks staggered in a brick pattern from ground to roof. There are no windows. In front, paired entry doors are recessed below a shallow gable at the top of eight stairs. That portal, trimmed in stone, framed by columns, overlooks the ancient plots of a graveyard that counts among its ghosts the remains of Eli Whitney and Noah Webster.

An iron fence, the posts smithed in the form of slithering serpents, separates the building from the public sidewalks on the adjacent streets. The architecture is symbolic. The few decorative elements are symbolic. The site is symbolic. What happens inside the building is, at least occasionally, symbolic.

This fine spring day, though, the crowds gathering behind the hastily established police lines aren’t gawking because of any symbolism. The curious are gathering because of the rumors of what is going down—that some students might be locked inside the mysterious building.

The spectators don’t know it yet, but the reality is they are there because the building is a damn fort.

A door opens and closes rapidly. When the young man emerges in front of the building his sudden appearance seems to have been part of an illusion.

His eyes blink as they adjust to the light. Across the street he sees a crowd contained behind red-and-white saw horse barricades stenciled with the initials of the campus police. At the periphery, on both sides, are television cameras. Nearest to him, cops, lots of cops. Many have just raised their guns.

The young man jerks his head, startled. “Don’t shoot! Don’t fucking shoot!” he says.

He lifts his arms high before he takes two cautious steps forward. He stops a few feet in front of the row of columns. It is the spot a politician might choose to make a speech.

His eyes close for a moment. When he opens them again, his irises—the same shade of green as the leaves budding out on the elm tree near the curb—are so brilliant they look backlit.

The brilliance is generated by the terror churning in his cells.

Two clusters of cops, one huddled group on each side of the building, begin to edge toward him in measured steps. The police are in full body armor and have raised weapons. Some carry shields.

“No! Don’t come forward!” he yells, matching their adrenaline drop for drop. “Don’t! Don’t! Do not come near me! I am a bomb.” The cops slow at that caution.

The young man is dressed in worn jeans and an untucked striped dress shirt over a T-shirt. He is barefoot. His chin and cheeks are spotted with stubble. Other than the absence of shoes, his appearance is not unlike that of many of his peers on campus.

He lowers his arms before he lifts the front of his shirt. “See that! It’s a bomb. I’m a bomb. I . . . am . . . a bomb. Stay where you are.”

On his abdomen, below his navel, is a rectangular object the size of a thick paperback book. It is held in place with tape that wraps around his hips. On the tape are handwritten block letters that read, “BOMB.”

A few wires are visible at the top of the bulge.

The device appears about as threatening as a burlesque prop.

An officer barks an order. The approaching cops stop in their tracks. A few take a step or two back.

The young man releases his shirt, covering the apparatus at his waist. All eyes are on him. He waits until there is complete silence. He opens his mouth to speak, but his throat is so dry he coughs. Finally, he manages to say, “I— He wants the . . . cell towers . . . turned back on.” The young man’s voice catches on the word “back.” He pauses, as though to think. “The news cameras stay in place. He says you have five minutes.” He lifts his wrist and looks at his watch. “Starting right now.”

Near the police barricades two men in suits begin conferring with a woman wearing khaki pants and a simple top. She has a badge clipped to the front of her trousers.

The younger of the two men is telling the woman that they know nothing about a cell tower shutdown.

In an even voice, the woman says, “Then how about somebody finds out?” She takes one step forward.

She has been preparing for this moment for hours. She is thinking, Finally, let the show begin.

“Hi,” she says, addressing the hostage. “My name is Christine Carmody. I’m a negotiator with the New Haven Police. I know you’re scared.”

She waits for his eyes to find her. To pick her khaki and pink out of the sea of blue. She is eager for this young man to make her his personal oasis. “I just requested that an order be given to get those towers working.”

She is choosing her words carefully, beginning to communicate to the unseen subject that there is an active chain of command, that things will proceed in a certain way, that everything that happens going forward will take time. Mostly, she wants anyone inside the tomb to begin to understand that she is but a conduit, that she doesn’t control the world of blue uniforms and blue steel he sees around her. “Please . . . please tell . . . him? Is that right? . . . It’s a him? If he has a name, I’d love to know it, so I know what to call him . . . Five minutes? Please tell him that we can’t do it that quickly. Not quite that fast. It’s just not possible.”

She has no intention of cooperating with this first demand on the hostage taker’s timetable. Certainly not yessir, right away, sir. One of the initial goals of her business—her business is hostage negotiation— is to make contact with the hostage taker and begin to establish rapport. Talking through this hostage, or any hostage, isn’t what she has in mind. Her response to the first demand reflects her underlying strategy. She will use this preliminary request to begin to set the piers for the bridge that will lead to direct discussions with the still-unseen hostage taker.

Sergeant Christine Carmody’s African-American father died during the fall of Saigon in 1975. She grew up on Long Island with her Puerto Rican mother. Her life has not been easy; it’s been about always being tough enough to take it and about trying to be smart enough not to have to fight about it. She’s been talking her way out of tight spots since the day she stepped off her first school bus.

Consonant with her desire to be invisibly obstreperous with the unseen hostage taker, at least at first, her voice is as close to level as she can make it. She makes sure that any lilt in her tone exudes respect and the promise of cooperation and conciliation. She is also trying to make certain that whoever is inside begins to understand that the current situation has real limitations.

Carmody is cognizant of the purported bomb. For the moment, she is thinking about it the way she thinks about God. She is slightly more of a skeptic than a believer.

She says, “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not aware of anything that will keep us from working something out about the phones. It must be some kind of technical problem. But we’re on that. Nothing makes me think that will turn out to be a big concern. He—you said, ‘He,’ right?—can . . . call me. We can talk directly. He and I. That’s probably the best way to get all this worked out. He and I can begin to solve this problem.”

A uniformed officer hands her a scribbled sign. She holds it up so that it is facing the young man. “As soon as we solve the cell tower thing, this is the number that will get through directly to me. Me, personally.” She holds her mobile phone aloft so the young man can see it. “Like I said, it shouldn’t be an issue. His? . . . It’s a he? I have that right?”

The young man does not react to her words. He does not reply to her questions.

“Okay. Like I said, his request is . . . something to discuss. Absolutely. I’m ready to talk about it, explain what’s going on at my end, what we can do to solve this. How about a radio that will work until the cell phones are up again? We’ll give you one of ours—for him to use to talk to me in the meantime. We will work this out. Absolutely.” She emphasizes “will.”

The young man doesn’t acknowledge her. He doesn’t move.

She waits. The frittering away of seconds doesn’t concern her. Time is on her side.

The young man closes his eyes. A good ten seconds pass before he opens them.

“Okay, first things first,” she says. Her confidence has grown a tiny measure becaus...

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