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The bestselling author of brings you a short story that takes readers on a perilous hunt for . . . Once he was called the Sphinx, a man so inscrutable that neither his adversaries nor fellow intelligence operatives could predict his next move. Now a contract agent with a secret mission, Jonathan Wyatt has gone rogue. For eight years hes been plotting. Waiting. Scheming to kill Federal agents Christopher Combs and Cotton Malone, whom he blames for the loss of his career. But as Wyatt prepares for a final confrontation in a remote South American village, he makes a discovery that stretches back to the horrors of World War II, to the astounding secret of a childs birth, to Martin Bormann and Eva Braun--and to a fortune in lost gold.

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Also by Steve Berry

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The Amber Room

The Romanov Prophecy

The Third Secret

The Templar Legacy

The Alexandria Link

The Venetian Betrayal

The Charlemagne Pursuit

The Paris Vendetta

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The Devils Gold is a work of fiction Names places and incidents either are - photo 1

The Devils Gold is a work of fiction. Names, places, and incidents either are products of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously.

A Ballantine Books eBook Original

Copyright 2011 by Steve Berry

Excerpt from The Jefferson Key copyright 2011 by Steve Berry

All rights reserved. Used Under Authorization.

Published in the United States by Ballantine Books, an imprint of The Random House Publishing Group, a division of Random House, Inc., New York.

SANTIAGO, CHILE

WEDNESDAY, MAY 2

THREE WEEKS AGO

Jonathan Wyatt decided to wait before killing his target.

Hed followed Christopher Combs all across Chile, from one isolated village to the next, up into the mountains and back to the capital, wondering what the lying SOB was doing. To avoid exposure hed stayed loose, well back from Combs, not making contact with any of the people his adversary had visited. Now his target was safely ensconced in an executive suite at the Ritz-Carltonfive hundred U.S. dollars a night, which raised a whole host of questions considering Combs government salarythe reservation confirmed for the next ten days. To add a further insult, Combs was currently lying in the hotels spa having the kinks in his fifty-eight-year-old back worked out.

Be patient.

Thats what hed told himself for the past eight years.

But it was hard.

Wyatt had been known within the intelligence community as a man of few words. He spoke sparingly, on purpose, which many times forced others to talk too much. Silence was an acquired art hed mastered, and he knew what theyd called him behind his back.

The Sphinx.

But he hadnt cared.

And it mattered no longer.

His twenty-year career as an intelligence operative had ended eight years ago.

Thanks to Christopher Combs and Cotton Malone.

The latter brought the charges against him, which the former had assured would be quashed, calling the administrative hearing a mere formality. Two men had died in a bad situation. Malone blamed him for the deaths, calling them unnecessary and sacrificial. Hed resented both allegations. He and Malone had found themselves trapped, under fire, with three agents nearby who could help. He was the senior in charge so he made the call to bring them in, but Malone had objected. So hed coldcocked Malone with the butt of his revolver and ordered them in anyway.

Malone filed an indictment.

And he hated him for it.

The glory boy of the Magellan Billet and Stephanie Nelle, its director. Hed heard the tales of commendations Malone refused, and how he could do little to no wrong. Ex-navy commander. Lawyer. Pilot. You name it, Malone could do it.

Hed even made a convincing witness against him.

And the admin boardempowered apparently to second-guess people in the fieldheard the testimony of Malone and three others, then ruled that he had indeed acted recklessly.

He was summarily fired with a loss of all benefits.

Chris Combs had been his immediate supervisor. An assistant director soon to be, as Combs had privately boasted, a director. To be sure, Wyatt had verified that Combs was definitely next in line for promotion. Hed worked under Combs for five years, his own successes surely helping to fuel the others rise. Combs had repeatedly expressed his gratitude and told him that hed need an assistant director. Twenty years of experience certainly qualified Wyatt. Moving up had always been in the back of his mind.

So the message had been clear.

We rise together.

But at the admin hearing, instead of backing him up, Combs sold him out, testifying that, in his opinion, a finding of recklessness was warranted.

Combs garnered his directorship.

Wyatt had been pink-slipped, spending the past eight years working contract jobs for various intelligence agencies in need of his experience but not his liability. They paid great, but were no substitute.

He wanted his career back. But that was gone.

Revenge?

Seemed that was all he had left.

And hed been patient. Watching Combs. Waiting for the right moment.

Like now.

Combs had taken two weeks leave and flown alone to Chile. Doing something outside the agency.

What exactly? He actually wanted to know.

So while Combs enjoyed himself at the Ritz-Carlton, and before he killed the bastard, he decided to find out.

He slowed the rental car as he drove into Turingia The tiny Chilean hamlets - photo 2

He slowed the rental car as he drove into Turingia. The tiny Chilean hamlets claim to fame was a popular thermal spring. Placards announced that asthma, bronchitis, digestive disorders, even dry skin could be curedall of course for a price.

He navigated around a busy central plaza.

An ocher-colored church rose at one end, flanked by an arcade of shops, the quaintness stained only by gangly electric-wire poles. A residential section, west of town, looked more like the English countryside with timbered houses, angled roofs, and flowery trees. He knew about the old woman because a few days ago hed followed Combs to her house. She lived amid a stand of tall araucaria, their puffy pine boughs stretching toward the sky. The house was a two-story structure longing for paint, its gabled tin roof thick with rust. Two horses grazed within an enclosure. He eased the car down a bumpy lane and parked near a fence trellised with morning glories.

The front door was answered by a birdlike woman with burnished gray-gold hair. Forked veins lined her spindly arms, and liver spots dotted her wrists. She appeared to be pushing seventy, but there was a spry look in her hazel eyes. When he introduced himself her eyebrows rose in apparent amusement and she threw him a smile that featured teeth like a jack-o-lantern.

She invited him inside, her English laced with German. He sat on a settee upholstered in pink velveteen, while she reclined in an oversized chair draped with a flowered slipcover.

He learned her name was Isabel.

And what is it you want? she asked him.

You had a visitor a few days ago.

Oh, yes. He was a lively one.

What did he want?

She studied him with a calculating gaze, a tremor rocking her right eye. Her breaths came in low wheezes. Only the tick of a clock disturbed the tranquility.

The same as you, apparently, she said. You seem like a lively one, too.

She was playing him. Okay. He could do the same. Have you lived here a long time?

All my life. But my family is from Heidelberg. My parents came here after the war. My father erected this house. Built with one-third heart, one-third hands, one-third understanding.

He smiled, trying to place her at ease.

An old German wisdom, she noted.

Was your father a solider?

Heavens, no. He worked for the postal service. He felt that Germany would never be the same after the war, so he left. I daresay he was right.

He decided to return to what he wanted to know. What did Mr. Combs want with you?

He showed me two photographs, a man and a woman, and wanted to know if I knew the faces. I told him they once lived near Lago Todos los Santos, at the Argentina border.

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