Deception is a right. Truth is a privilege. Innocence is a luxury. Born of the U.S. government’s 1928 raid on the degenerate coastal town of Innsmouth, Massachusetts, the covert agency known as Delta Green spent four decades opposing the forces of darkness with honor, but without glory. Stripped of sanction after a disastrous 1969 operation in Cambodia, Delta Green’s leaders made a secret pact: to continue their work without authority, without support, and without fear. Delta Green agents slip through the system, manipulating the federal bureaucracy while pushing the darkness back for another day — but often at a shattering personal cost.

Operational Intelligence

THE ARCHANGELS – Intelligence Report #5901

By Ricardo J. Méndez, ©1998 The Archangels are a group of professional assassins that operates from New York. They are hired by all kinds of people for all kinds of jobs, and their services don’t come cheap. Since they have been operating for some time with different members the
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Evasion of Discipline

By Kenneth Scroggins, (c) 1998 I once heard a soldier say, “Freedom is a harsh mistress. She demands only one price, and that price is blood.” I know who bleeds today. I watch him drive up to his robin’s egg blue cinder block house. He exits his dark green chevy subu
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Going Home

By Shane Ivey, (c) 1998 I went home. I went home to… well, I reckon you already know the name, even if they said I should tell you the rest. It’s right beside Sneed and Oneonta, up north in the great state of Alabama, up in the rollin’ hills and little mountains. I&#
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Clara’s Names

By Shane Ivey, (c) 1998 The CIA operations officer ran fearful and breathless down grimy cement stairs into the stuttering flourescent light and casual filth of an unnamed subway station on Lexington Avenue. She spared a glance up the stairs and saw an orange-hued streetlamp glaring a
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Yuki Onna

By David Farnell, (c) 1998 “You should not have remembered,” she says. She is changing. Yes. The desk is far away. I lunge for it anyway, training kicking in in spite of the shock. I get the gun out–heavy, so heavy. I turn to face her. She hasn’t moved. She has
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Imagery Intelligence