William C. Dietz Graveyard (Mutant Files)

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The national bestselling author of Redzone and the Legion of the Damned novels continues his “gripping and intriguing”* post-apocalyptic story about an L.A. cop in a mutant-filled world...
 
2069, Los Angeles. Decades after a bioterrorist attack decimated the population and left many of the survivors horribly mutated, the “norms” have forced mutants into dangerous areas known as red zones. And the tensions between the two groups are threatening to boil over...
 
LAPD detective Cassandra Lee is known for her single-mindedness, and right now, she’s got only one goal—track down the Bonebreaker, the man who murdered her father. But her quest for justice is derailed when LA comes under attack.
 
The Aztec Empire, a Central American group determined to take back the U.S. territories that their Spanish ancestors once controlled, has led a mutant army into California. Suddenly caught in the middle of a war, Lee must put all her energy into keeping her city safe while unearthing the political secrets of LA’s shady mayor. And with the Bonebreaker hunting her down, losing focus even for a second could mean death...

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William C. Dietz is the national bestselling author of more than forty novels, some of which have been translated into German, Russian, and Japanese. His works include the Legion of the Damned novels (Andromeda’s War, Andromeda’s Choice) and the Mutant Files series (Redzone, Deadeye). He grew up in the Seattle area, served as a medic with the Navy and Marine Corps, graduated from the University of Washington, and has been employed as a surgical technician, college instructor, and television news writer, director, and producer. Prior to becoming a full-time writer, Dietz served as director of public relations and marketing for an international telephone company. He and his wife live near Gig Harbor, Washington.

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Title Page

Copyright

Dedication

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

EPILOGUE

ONE

SUNDAY SCHOOL TEACHER Misty Roker was having a nice day until her students found a body behind St. Patrick’s Church. Roker was in her classroom, putting instructional materials away when sixteen-year-old Emily Stills burst into the room. “Miss Roker! A man is lying in the parking lot—and there’s something wrong with his face!”

Sunday school was over, but the children’s parents were still attending Mass, so Misty instructed Emily to remain in the classroom while she went out to investigate. A playground had been built behind the church and was surrounded by a fence. The children were gathered in front of the gate that opened into the parking lot, clearly looking at something. She clapped her hands. “Go inside, children . . . Emily’s waiting for you.”

When the children turned, Misty could see the worried looks on their faces and felt the first stirrings of concern. She had assumed that a drunk had passed out in the parking lot. That would require an explanation, but she could handle it. Now, based on the complete lack of chatter, Misty sensed that something worse was in the offing.

As her charges filed inside, Misty approached the gate. The man was lying a few feet away, eyes wide open, staring up into the bright sunlight. That was when the nurse noticed the facial discoloration, the swelling, and the hundreds of tiny stitches that ran around the circumference of his face. What the heck?

Misty opened the gate and knelt at the man’s side. She felt for a pulse. The results were unequivocal. The man was dead—and had been for some time.

Misty fumbled for her phone, dialed 911, and reported the find. “My name is Misty Roker. We have a man down behind St. Patrick’s Church. He’s unresponsive, cyanotic, and I can’t detect a pulse.”

The dispatcher promised to send an aid unit and, as Misty waited for the medics to arrive, she noticed the white envelope. It was protruding from the man’s shirt, and when Misty pulled it free, she saw that Father Benedict’s name was written on it. Deep down Misty knew that she shouldn’t open the envelope but curiosity got the better of her. So she took it out, opened the unsealed flap, and looked inside. That was when Misty saw the five one-hundred-nu notes and a single piece of paper. She read what was typed on it:

Dear Father Benedict,

This man has gone to a better place. His name is Joel. Please use the money to cover his burial expenses.

Thank you,

Alcmaeon

Misty frowned. Alcmaeon? What kind of name was that?

A siren could be heard in the distance. So Misty stuffed the note back into the envelope—and slid it back into Joel’s shirt. The EMTs arrived a minute later, along with a police car. The medics went through the motions of checking Joel out, but he was dead, and all of them knew it. The envelope went to a patrol officer who was careful to hold only the edges of the object before sliding it into a larger envelope. Then, after taking Misty’s name and contact information, he turned her loose. Sunday school was over.

· · ·

Cassandra Lee and Lawrence Kane were looking for a condo. The decision to live together had been made during a recent vacation, and now they were looking at condos in Santa Monica, an area that both of them liked.

But they were very busy people, which made finding the time to tour properties difficult. And, now that Kane’s home was up for sale, the task was that much more urgent. Which was why they’d toured two different possibilities that morning and were about to discuss them over lunch.

The restaurant was called Mac’s and was located about a mile away from the famous Santa Monica Pier. It had large windows that looked out over the highway to a sandy beach and the pale blue ocean beyond. “So,” Kane began once they’d been through the buffet line, “what did you think?”

Lee nibbled on a huge strawberry. It was delicious and gave her an opportunity to stall. Even though they’d been through a great deal together, they hadn’t known each other for long, and she wanted to give him a considered response. “Well, the first place is the larger of the two, and I liked that. But it needs a new kitchen.”

Kane had a straight nose, even features, and was wearing a white polo shirt over jeans. He nodded. “True . . . And the head chef needs a good place to perform his culinary miracles. It might be fun to do a reno. Then we could have the kitchen exactly the way we want it.

“How ’bout number two?” he inquired. “It’s smaller but it comes with two parking slots plus a place to keep your bike.”

Lee’s Harley Road King Police Edition motorcycle was a problem, since most condo buildings provided only two parking places, and she hoped to keep the bike nearby. Lee was about to respond when her phone began to dance across the table. Kane made a face. But Lee was on call and had to answer. “Hello, Detective Lee.”

“Sorry,” Deputy Chief Jenkins said. “Life sucks.”

“No kidding. What have you got?”

“Something weird,” Jenkins said. “That’s why I called you.”

“Screw you,” Lee replied. “And the horse you rode in on.”

Jenkins laughed. “Somebody dumped a body in the parking lot behind St. Patrick’s Church.”

“Okay,” Lee said. “But that doesn’t qualify as strange. Not in LA.”

“True,” Jenkins admitted. “However, based on a preliminary evaluation by the coroner, this guy probably died as the result of a botched face transplant.”

“That is weird,” Lee agreed.

“Oh, but there’s more,” Jenkins added. “The dead man is B. nosilla positive.”

Lee was surprised. The John Doe was a mutant! Thirty-one years earlier, back in 2038, a terrorist called Al Mumit (the taker of life) had turned a spore-forming bacteria called Bacillus nosilla loose on the world.

The bioengineered bacteria was delivered to Kaffar (unbelievers) all around the world by 786 Shaheed, or martyrs, each of whom had been selected because they had light-colored skin, were elderly, or only a few months old.

The results were even better than what Al Mumit had hoped for. Billions fell ill as Bacillus nosilla spread, and of those who contracted the disease, about 9 percent survived, with slightly better odds in developed countries. And of those who survived, many went on to develop mutations. Some of the physiological changes were good, but many caused disfigurements or were lethal.

“Patrol officers responded,” Jenkins put in, “and they found a note on the body. According to the person who wrote it, the deceased is named Joel. But that isn’t a whole lot to go on. Head over to St. Patrick’s and collect what information you can.”

“I’m on my way,” Lee replied.

“Yanty will meet you there,” Jenkins said. “I’ll see you in the morning.” Lee heard a click.

Lee looked at Kane as she put the phone away. “Sorry, hon . . . Gotta go.”

Kane had been through it before. He smiled. “No problem . . . Let me know if you’ll be home for dinner. If you had to choose between the condos we looked at today, which one would it be?”

“The larger one,” Lee replied, as she took a final sip of coffee. “It had an incredible view of the ocean. There’s a room for your office—and a kitchen reno would be fun.”

“And your bike?”

“There’s bound to be a storage unit somewhere nearby.”

“That’s very nice of you.”

“I can be nice,” Lee said as she got up from the table. “Sometimes.”

Kane laughed. “Shall I get a box for your food?”

“Please,” Lee said. “I’ll call you.” And with that, she left.

Because Lee was on call, both of them had driven to Mac’s alone. Her vehicle was a so-called creeper, which was street slang for an unmarked car. Except that most creepers had not only been tagged a dozen times but often bore the letters TIACC. “This is a cop car.” Her sedan was no different.

Lee’s vehicle was equipped with a rarely used nav system. She’d gone straight into the police academy after college, graduated near the top of her class, and spent four years as a patrol officer prior to being promoted to detective. And, like most street cops, Lee knew the city like the back of her hand. She took 10 East onto National Boulevard, which morphed into Jefferson Boulevard, which delivered her to the church with a minimum of fuss.

St. Patrick’s was a large building with a green roof and towers that were somewhat reminiscent of the Spanish missions only with a more modern aesthetic. That’s Kane talking, the voice in her head said. Since when did you care about architecture?

So? Lee answered. That’s how it is when you have a relationship with someone. They rub off on you.

Or they come to own you.

That’s bullshit, Lee thought, as she pulled in behind the church. Maybe you would like to spend the rest of your life with a bunch of cats. Personally, I’d prefer a man.

“This is 1-William-3. I am Code 6. Over.” There was no need to say where she was since the dispatcher could see the creeper’s location on the computer screen in front of her.

Church was over, and only a few cars remained in the parking lot. The body had been removed by then, but a police cruiser was still there, as was the middle-aged crime-scene investigator everyone called “Moms.” She was busy taking pictures of the area while the bored patrol officers looked on.

Detective Dick Yanty had seen Lee pull in and made his way over to meet her. He was balding, wore wire-rimmed glasses that had a tendency to slide down his nose, and was wearing the usual plaid sports coat. Technically, both of them reported to Lieutenant Brianna Wolfe. But Yanty and a detective named Prospo had been assigned to work with Lee on the Bonebreaker case, “the Bonebreaker” being the name the media had bestowed on the serial killer responsible for killing Lee’s father and eight other cops over the last sixteen years. “Hey, Lee,” Yanty said. “Does this suck or what?”

“It sucks,” Lee agreed solemnly. “So what, if anything, do we have?”

“First there’s this,” Yanty said as he handed her a sheet of paper. “It’s a copy—so don’t worry about prints.”

Lee read it:

Dear Father Benedict,

This man has gone to a better place. His name is Joel. Please use the money to cover his burial expenses.

Thank you,

Alcmaeon

Alcmaeon? Who the hell is that?”

Yanty pushed the glasses up onto the bridge of his nose. “What did you do while you were in college? Everybody knows who Alcmaeon of Croton is.”

“That’s bullshit,” Lee replied. “You ran a search on it.”

Yanty grinned. “Yes, I did. It seems that Alcmaeon of Croton lived in the fifth century B.C.—and was one of the most eminent medical theorists of his time. Although he spent most of his time writing about medical stuff, he studied astrology and meteorology, too.”

“So he was a nerd.”

“Yup.”

“That’s interesting,” Lee said. “And it seems to support what Jenkins told me.”

“Which was?”

“The coroner thinks Joel might have died of complications following a botched face transplant. We’ll know after the autopsy. But try this on for size . . . The hack who botched the operation felt guilty about Joel’s death. So he dumped the body here along with some money to pay for a burial.”

“And signs the note Alcmaeon because he or she identifies with the old goat for some reason,” Yanty put in.

“Exactly,” Lee said. “And how much you wanna bet that the perp is Catholic?”

“Perhaps,” Yanty replied cautiously. “But maybe Joel was Catholic—and the doctor knew that.”

“Good point,” Lee said. “How ’bout video? Do we have any?”

“Yes,” Yanty replied. “The church is equipped with a full-on security system, so we might get lucky. A guy named Mike agreed to work on that. Come on . . . Let’s see if he found anything.”

Lee followed Yanty through a small playground and into the church. They found Mike in a nicely furnished office sitting in front of a monitor. He turned to look over his shoulder as they entered the room. Lee assumed that Mike was a parishioner. He had mocha-colored skin, a buzz cut, and serious eyes. “I have it,” he announced. “At least I think I do.”

“This is Detective Lee,” Yanty said. “You sound doubtful . . . What’s the problem?”

Mike nodded to Lee. “They say a picture is worth a thousand words,” he said. “Watch this.”

So the police officers stood behind Mike as he started a black-and-white video clip. Lee could see a time and date stamp in the lower left-hand corner of the screen. It read: 05/12/69 04:12.

As the three of them watched, a white box truck drove into the lot behind the church, did a U-turn, and came to a stop. Lee expected to see someone get out, open the back, and remove Joel’s body. They didn’t. The truck drove away. And there, lying on the pavement was the corpse. “Damn,” Yanty said admiringly. “That was slick!”

“The perp cut a six-foot-long hole in the bed of the truck,” Lee said. “And it had to be left or right of the drive shaft.”

“And that means he or she’s done this before,” Yanty commented. “Or plans to do it again.”

“Precisely,” Lee said. “Mike, can you zoom in? If so, I’d like to take a look at the license plates coming and going.”

It turned out that Mike could zoom in, and he proceeded to do so. The results were disappointing to say the least. There weren’t any plates. “So we have nada,” Yanty said. “Shit.” Lee was in full agreement.

Lee managed to clear the crime scene by three and made it home by four. Except that the condo didn’t feel like home after what had taken place there a few weeks earlier. But Lee was determined to ignore that . . . And Chef Kane helped her do so by serving cocktails, tossed green salads, and some crusty sole. Then it was time to sit on the deck and watch the sun go down. “We need a view like this one,” Lee said as she sipped her coffee. “What a great way to end the day.”

That led to a discussion of all the properties they’d seen over the last two weeks and how to rank them. Later, as Lee lay next to Kane, she thought about the way her life had changed. There were things to look forward to now—and a person to share them with. That was new, and for the first time in a long time, Lee was happy.

Lee had never been good at getting up in the morning and was often late for work until she moved in with Kane. Now, every morning began with a kiss on the forehead or a pat on the bottom, depending on what part of her was available.

As Kane went out for his morning run, Lee took her shower and got ready to leave. Then they had a cup of coffee together before going their separ...

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