By Taylor Smith
A skilled covert-ops expert pushed by way of a unmarried, own goal, and a conspiracy that reaches from the darkest corners of the center East to the higher echelons of WashingtonSecurity expert Hannah Nicks has one aim: earn sufficient cash to regain custody of her son. The quickest method to achieve this is to tackle a covert, privately funded challenge within the heart East. but if the undertaking ends badly, she realizes the cost of her hazards: the lack of a tender best friend, the present cash and her reputation.Two years later Hannah is again in l. a.. while an opportunity come across results in the fellow who ruined her venture, Hannah plans to even the ranking. yet she does not count on to solve a tangled internet of lies and treachery which could drag the United States to its knees. Her in simple terms best friend is a cop who has burned a number of too many bridges himself and knows that the percentages are continually larger if you have not anything left to lose.
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Now, however, the time for subtlety was over. It was payback time. “I tried calling Mr. ” “His office did promise that he’d get right back to you as soon as it wrapped. Also…” she added, her voice hesitant. ” “Mrs. ” “She didn’t want to bother you. ” Fitzgerald sank down in his leather chair and leaned forward on his desk, resting his forehead in his free hand. ” “Yes, sir, that’s what she said. ” Poor Katherine, Fitzgerald thought. This was even harder on her than it was on him. He at least had the office, where he could go and pretend to be busy.
Myers threw up his hands. “For God’s sake, Dick! It’s not like she was some stoner blithely hitchhiking her way through Katmandu or Goa! She’s a doctor who was working in a frigging Red Crescent medical clinic, taking care of Iraqi women and children. Some of whom, may I remind you, are injured because they got caught in our own crossfire. ” “Small comfort to Patrick and Katherine Fitzgerald. And not really good enough when it comes to the media, either. She’s still one of ours. ” Somehow, Myers doubted it.
And when you’ve got nothin’, you’ve got nothin’ to lose. CHAPTER 6 Al Zawra, Central Iraq Zaynab Um Ahmed awoke with a start, the ripe smell of leather filling her nostrils. A gloved hand was clamped onto her mouth. She struggled and tried to cry out, but her captor was relentless. Another hand bore down on her collarbones, exerting more than enough force on those frail bones to keep her pinned to the mattress. Her first thought was for Yasmin, her twelve-year-old granddaughter, who’d been sleeping in the twin bed next to hers, but she could neither move nor see if the child was safe.