Fatal Defect

The Ethan Hamilton Cyberthrillers, #3

Middle-Eastern terrorists with bio-weapons.

It's a far cry from the über hackers and malicious logic Ethan Hamilton has gone after before.

But when these terrorists hired a cybertech team to hide their actions from the U.S. government, it became Ethan's problem.

After his phenomenal successes, the United States president put Ethan in charge of a multi-agency anti-cyberterrorism organization.

Which would be great, if they didn't all hate each other and resent being led by Ethan, the president's golden boy. Now turf wars and infighting may cause something a lot worse than political back-stabbing.

It may directly enable the biggest bioterror attack in history.

To stop these terrorists, Ethan won't be able to stay in his power fortress at home.

He'll have to go into the field and get his hands dirty.

In a deserted Pacific atoll. With Navy SEALs coming to stop the terrorists--and Ethan too, if he's not careful.

In the middle of a category 5 typhoon.

Fatal Defect is book 3 in the Ethan Hamilton series of near future Christian cyberthrillers.

1.    Virtually Eliminated
2.    Terminal Logic
3.    Fatal Defect

** These novels were originally published in 1996–8. **

Excerpt from Fatal Defect

John Hawkwood had turned the audible alarms off. He didn't want the traitor to know he'd been discovered.

When the subtle probing came this time, Hawkwood was ready. "Security breach!"

His men ran to him, both in virtual reality and in the entertainment room.

"Where?"

"What's the location?"

"What's happening?"

"Should we shut it down?"

"Mr. Hawkwood, we need coordinates!" 
Hawkwood cursed. He had been lured out of position. He ripped the VR helmet and gloves off and fumbled to access his security control panel on his computer screen. "Five! Server five. Somebody's gained access. Gneisenau, take it off-line!" He rushed to where his men were unhooking cables.

Gneisenau, a red-faced teen with tight-curled brown hair, dropped the cables. "There. It's done."

When he again sat in his chair, Hawkwood saw he had a new e-mail message waiting for him. He called it up, thinking to find the first report about the incident from his men.

Why did you bring us here?

Some of us don't work for you anymore. At the time of our choosing, we will dispose of you. Who is loyal to you and who is not?

The game begins.