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Authors: Dan Mayland

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The Leveling

BOOK: The Leveling
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The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

Text copyright © 2013 Dan Mayland
All rights reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without express written permission of the publisher.

Published by Thomas & Mercer
P.O. Box 400818
Las Vegas, NV 89140

ISBN-13: 9781612183367
ISBN-10: 1612183360
Library of Congress Control Number: 2013903561

For Corinne

Contents

Maps

Prologue

PART I

1

2

3

4

5

6

7

8

9

10

11

12

13

14

15

16

17

18

19

20

21

22

23

24

25

PART II

26

27

28

29

30

31

32

33

34

35

36

37

38

39

40

PART III

41

42

43

44

45

46

47

48

49

50

51

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58

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60

61

62

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69

Epilogue

Acknowledgments

About the Author

Prologue

Kish Island, Iran

T
HE YOUNG WOMAN
lowered her bike to the ground at the edge of a grove of palm trees and looked left, then right. Seeing no one, she slipped off her shoes and ventured onto the beach. It was two in the morning. The moonless sky was clear, the stars bright. Whitecaps twinkled in the Persian Gulf.

Near the water she sat in the sand and pulled her knees up to her chest. A black cotton chador covered her head and body and was clasped tight underneath her chin. The exposed part of her face glowed with reflected starlight.

She bit her bottom lip and looked both ways down the beach. After a minute she tapped her fingers against her knees and smiled nervously.

She removed her chador and the tightly bound headscarf underneath, revealing straight brown hair that fell to the center of her back. Her yellow T-shirt was printed with a fancy pink butterfly pattern. Her jeans had bell-bottom flares.

She folded the chador carefully, hid it in the crevice of a coral formation that had washed up on the sand, stripped off the rest of her clothes, and hid those too.

It was windy, and the water was colder than she’d anticipated. She walked out until the waves reached the tops of her thighs. An involuntary shiver ran through her, and she wrapped her strong arms around her chest. Then she counted to three and dove in.

The cold shocked her at first, but she stayed underwater for a long time. When she surfaced she was breathing quickly—because
of the cold but also because she was worried about skinny-dipping on a forbidden beach.

She swam out farther, past where the waves were breaking. Her feet made little splashes as they broke the water with each kick. She looked back at the faintly luminescent beach but didn’t notice the two men staring at her from the dark grove of palm trees.

When the wind ebbed, she flipped over on her back and spread her arms wide. By now she was used to the water. Her neck was arched. Sea swells lifted her up and down with gentle regularity. The bright strip of the Milky Way was visible, and she spotted the Big Dipper. Directly above her, the night was as black as the water, and for a moment the two became one. As she imagined herself floating free in the void of space, a look of deep contentment appeared on her face.

PART I

1

Baku, Azerbaijan

H
EYDAR GAMBAR FURROWED
his oversized brow as he studied his SAT practice book.

The farmer ______ the beaver dam in order to drain the pond.

A. constructed

B. examined

C. dismantled

D. climbed

E. revealed

He sighed. “What is meaning of
farmer
?”


Fermaçι
,” replied former CIA station chief Mark Sava, translating the word to Azeri.

Mark and Heydar were seated next to each other in a reading room in the national library of Azerbaijan. The room’s soothing cream-colored walls had been decorated with tasteful handwoven carpets. Natural light spilled in through a tall row of soundproof windows, each of which was framed by thick beige drapes.

Beyond the windows, daily life in the city of Baku played like a silent film. A dirty minibus belching diesel fumes and packed with people lurched by. An old man in a three-piece suit slowly painted the trunk of a sidewalk tree white. A lady in high heels and a miniskirt chatted on a cell phone while a withered Gypsy woman in bright clothes swept the street.

Heydar put his thick index finger on the book and stared blankly at the question in front of him.

“Are there any words you can rule out?” asked Mark.

The boy made a fist in frustration and stared hard at the question for a few more seconds. Then he cocked his head and flashed Mark a conspiratorial smirk. “I know the beaver.” When Mark didn’t respond, Heydar added, “You know the beaver?”

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