It took only seconds for NORAD Headquarters to be transformed into a scene of utter chaos as early warning signals flooded in from a network of missile detection sensors. A torrent of men scrambled to their stations seeking to mitigate the threat of attack.
This was no drill. An Iranian ICBM had been launched from a silo near Chabahar, and was on a trajectory for Washington, D.C. Travelling at 18,000 miles per hour, the missile would reach its target in thirty-eight minutes.
The Secret Service operationalized DEEP DIVE, a protocol whereby the president, first lady, and key advisors were sequestered in a subterranean bunker beneath the White House. The group would have only minutes in which to avert a seemingly imminent catastrophe. Two million lives hung in the balance.
8,000 miles away, another devastating chain of events was unfolding aboard the Prometheus – a Navy vessel currently located in the Ulithi Atoll, 360 miles southwest of Guam. Known as the Dark Ark, the ship’s official mission was to catalogue the DNA of every known life-form, but its research extended far beyond its genetic library. The Prometheus possessed secrets that could change the world – secrets about to be stolen.
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John Leifer
John is an accomplished fiction author – writing thrillers that draw upon his experiences with key governmental agencies and scientists, including serving on a presidential panel led by former national security advisor, Brent Scowcroft. His Commander John Hart thriller trilogy begins with Terminal, a heart-pounding tale of bioterrorism, followed by, 8 Seconds to Midnight, involving nuclear espionage, and concludes with Thou Shall Not Kill…a novel set in Israel.
Leifer is also the author of two successful non-fiction books published by Rowman & Littlefield.
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The Dark Ark
Fiction
A devastating chain of events is unfolding aboard Navy vessel Prometheus. Known as the Dark Ark, the ship's official mission was to catalogue the DNA of every known life-form, but its research extended far beyond its genetic library. The Prometheus possesses secrets that could change the world - secrets about to be stolen..
Thou Shall Not Kill
Fiction
Thou Shall Not Kill reads like breaking news from the Jerusalem Post. Based upon exhaustive research into Israeli military history, Israeli doctrine regarding the use of non-traditional weapons, and the current state of threat posed by Israel’s foes, it is not only captivating, but credible.
8 Seconds to Midnight
Fiction
8 Seconds to Midnight takes the reader on a non-stop thrill-ride that begins with the clandestine transfer of nuclear material from a secure Pakistani military installation thirty miles north of Islamabad to a group of radical Islamists.
Terminal
Fiction
In this chilling prequel to 8 Seconds to Midnight, the most devastating terrorist attack ever recorded on American soil begins and ends without spilling a single drop of blood.
After You Hear It's Cancer
Nonfiction
When your doctor utters the word “cancer”, life changes in an instant. It is a moment when time stands still, a moment laden with anxiety and uncertainty. A new journey is beginning, and it is one for which you are likely ill prepared.
The Myths of Modern Medicine
Nonfiction
The American health care system is terminally ill. It is astonishingly expensive, remarkably variable in quality, and incapable of stemming the rising tide of chronic illness in our population.
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