Fearless counterterrorism operative Mitch Rapp is called upon to fight against the world's most deadly terrorists in this harrowing political thriller by New York Times bestselling author Vince Flynn.
It's just seven days before Memorial Day, and the nation's capital is buzzing with last-minute preparations for the unveiling of the magnificent new memorial honoring the men and women who fought in World War II. Despite the hopeful energy of the city, Mitch Rapp senses trouble. A spike in CIA intelligence has pointed to a major terrorist attack on the United States. Now it's up to Rapp to pull out all the stops.
Rapp immediately leaves for Afghanistan, where he leads a special forces unit on a daring commando raid across the border into a remote Pakistani village. Their target: an al Qaeda stronghold. Within a subterranean room, Rapp and his team discover a treasure trove of maps, computers, files, and bills of lading for multiple freighters heading to U.S. ports -- all pointing to plans for a catastrophic nuclear attack on Washington, DC.
Information is quickly relayed back to CIA headquarters, and a nuclear emergency support team scrambles to the scene. In a few hours, the freighters have been located and disarmed and the danger has been averted. Or has it?
Despite all the backslapping and congratulations, Mitch Rapp can't shake the feeling that the operation seemed just a bit too easy. Rapp follows his instincts on a quest to unearth the whole truth. What he finds is truly terrifying, and with Memorial Day closing fast, Rapp must find a way to prevent a disaster of unimaginable proportions.
Packed with the heartstopping action and political intrigue that Vince Flynn's fans love, here is a stylish thriller exalting America's past battles for freedom as well as its continued fight for peace.
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1 . After reading this, I was hooked on the series!
Posted August 21, 2010 by Allen W , Portland, ORA collegue gave me Memorial Day to read because I'd exhausted all my favorite Ludlum's & was looking for someting similar. Memorial Day drew me in & I never looked back! I love Rapp's Character from top to bottom and if anyone were to start on a single book of the series, I'd almost recommend this one. After that , they'll do exactly as I did and go buy the entire series & read 'em all at least once. I'm on my third reading of them all! If you're conservative & would like to live vicariously through a non-PC, conservative, no apologies, Starrs & Stripes patriot who kicks butt, takes names & never appologizes... you better read not only this book but all of Flynn's books! You'll be hooked & waiting for the next release, just like I am.
2 . recommended for conservatives & thriller fans
Posted June 04, 2010 by james , honoluluI agree with reviewer Bret Walker that this is a fast read. thanks, hugh hewitt, for having author vince flynn on your show
3 . Breakneck pace from start to finish
Posted January 07, 2010 by Bret Walker , Pitman, NJI have to admit, I'm not too into thrillers like this. I kinda burned out on Tom Clancy years ago. So when a friend of mine handed me Memorial Day, I thought, Eh. But I figured I ought to read it so I could give it back to him, especially since it was an autographed copy.
Well, this book gripped me from the start and drew me right in. It kept me thinking and hanging on every word. I couldn't put it down; I read it in two days. Vince Flynn's use of suspense and character development made it a thoroughly enjoyable read from start to finish, and it left me wanting o read more about Mitch Rapp and his exploits. I admit I'd never heard of Vince Flynn (my apologies to the author) but after reading Memorial Day I'll certainly be checking out more titles from him. I highly recommend Memorial Day for anyone who loves a good action-packed suspense thriller, and for those who are not fond of this genre, check it out anyway because it's a good read.
December 31, 2003
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Excerpt from Memorial Day by Vince Flynn
The forty-four-foot Italian-made Riva Rivarama power yacht thundered its way through the calm morning water at twenty-five knots. The boat had left Havana at sunrise for Grand Bahama. The northeasterly heading put the boat on a course that would skirt U.S. waters for most of the journey. Thomas Scott was the captain of the vessel, and as per his days in the British Royal Navy he was dressed in starched white shorts and a matching shirt. Scott took his duties very seriously, especially when captaining a boat as expensive as the one beneath his feet. He stood behind the wheel looking out over the windscreen at the open expanse of blue water.
Scott had left his home port of George Town on Grand Cayman the day before. It was only the second time he'd captained this specific vessel, and he'd jumped at the chance when asked. The Italian-made boat was a true example of expert craftsmanship. Its lines and materials harkened back to a time when boats were made by hand rather than machines. The shape of the body and the twin 700-hp diesel engines made it look and perform more like an oversized speedboat than a luxury yacht. With a top speed of forty knots the boat was very fast for its length and beam.
On the trip from Grand Cayman over to Cuba, the water had been a little too rough for Scott to open up the twin diesels all the way, and although the seas were nice and calm this morning, he did not want to push the engines to the stops until first discussing it with his passenger. Even in calm seas forty knots could be very alarming and jarring to a person who was not used to being on the water. One small roller caught the wrong way could send a novice overboard without so much as a scream for help.
Scott had great respect for the water. Accidents by their very nature were unexpected. In a car, if you wore your seat belt and had an airbag, your chances of surviving an accident were extremely good. In a boat, if an accident occurred and you weren't wearing a life jacket your chance for survival was low. It didn't matter how good a swimmer you were, if you were knocked unconscious you were going to the bottom.
That's why Scott wore a small harness around his neck and strapped across his chest. The tiny personal flotation device was no thicker than a bicycle inner tube. It was so small really that Scott often forgot he had it on. But if he went overboard, the device would inflate in less than a second and turn into a full-size life jacket. The harness also contained a small emergency beacon, which in certain respects was every bit as important as the buoyancy of the device. To the uninitiated the harness looked nothing like a life jacket.
Scott always made sure to show his passengers where the regular life jackets were stowed, but rarely did they put them on. The guy he was ferrying today was so rude he hadn't even had the chance to give him the safety lecture. The dark-haired man had showed up at sunrise with a single bag and in clipped English told the captain to get underway. There was no greeting, no introduction, and he declined Scott's offer to help him with his bag.
The man had gone straight down to the cabin and closed the door. Now, an hour and a half out of port, Scott was beginning to wonder if he planned to stay below for the entire voyage. The passenger was either an incredible snob, which in the world of luxury yachts was very possible, or he was so hungover he couldn't even muster basic good manners.