Jonathan Hunt

The dirt under Jonathan’s fingernails used to be the dust of Kandahar and Caracas. As a former operator for the CIA’s Special Activities Division, Hunt was a "Gray Man"—a ghost trained to dismantle insurgencies and vanish without a trace. His specialty was asymmetrical warfare, until he faked his death two years ago. He thought he was out. He thought he could replace the violence with the silence of the vines. He was wrong.

They call it "Antioquia"—the lost fortune of the Medellin Cartel, buried deep in the Texas dirt. A billion dollars in emeralds and cash that was supposed to stay lost forever. Jonathan Hunt moved to the High Lonesome ranch of West Texas to let his ghosts rest. An ex-CIA operative, he spends his days dodging memories of the Sandbox and keeping a low profile. But when he intervenes to save a local kid named Silas Blackwater from a professional hit squad, Hunt stumbles onto a conspiracy that makes his old life look simple.

The gunshots sounded like fireworks, but the bodies in the Louisiana river mud were all too real. When a festive bonfire on the St.James Parish levee turns into a massacre, the world sees a tragedy. Jonathan Hunt sees a signature. Hunted by his own agency and accompanied by Grace Hadley, a brilliant but disgraced analyst who knows too much, Hunt must navigate a kaleidoscope of betrayal. From the swampy depths of the Atchafalaya Basin to the sterile kill-rooms of DC, they are the only things standing between a shadow government and its endgame.

They think they’ve cornered a fugitive, but they’re about to discover they’ve unleashed a man trained to dismantle empires. In the frozen dead-end of Nome, Alaska, Jonathan Hunt just wanted to be left alone. Two years ago, he was a CIA "architect of collapse" who broke nations for a living; now, he’s a scarred giant dredging gold in the Bering Sea, keeping a promise to a woman named Rosa: no more violence. But the silence of the frontier is shattered when a local girl vanishes, and a serial killer begins carving a path through the ice.