"The Illusionist watched carefully as Patrick Bowers wandered around the top of the mountain with all those other federal agents and idiot cops. Morons! They would never understand. None of them would. Not really. He knew about Bowers. Oh yeah, he knew all about Patrick Bowers, PhD. He'd read both of his books. For research. Very helpful. A worthy opponent. The Illusionist grinned as he watched them. He was happy. So happy! He almost started giggling right there. But he didn't. He didn't made a sound. He was in control of everything."--Publisher.