Like most works of fiction, this is one that began with a “what if.”
What if, I wondered after the last presidential race, what if a small handful of CIA agents who investigated Russian hacking, were outraged by the blatant interference in America’s democratic process?
What if those agents were infuriated by the unwillingness of congressional leaders to react to their findings, and further inflamed by the refusal of the new president to acknowledge that the hacking had even taken place?
What if they were scandalized by the fact that America’s intelligence agencies and colossal military force would now be under the command of that same new feckless leader?
What if, pushed to the breaking point by the suspicious death of a colleague, three of those agents go rogue to take on that president and all his vast powers, and attempt to drive him from office?
The result, my novel “Deep Strike”, is all fiction. It never happened.
But could it?