Act of Command: An Immortal Ops World Novel (PSI-Ops Immortal Ops Book 4) by Mandy M. Roth

Author:Mandy M. Roth [Roth, Mandy M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: The Raven Books
Published: 2016-02-29T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Striker entered headquarters and placed his hand on the scanner just inside the entrance. A second set of doors opened as his biometrics were read. He’d never understood all the new technologies. Just when he thought he had a handle on them, they up and changed. Sadly, he was quicker to embrace technology than most of the men he knew. Duke still hadn’t welcomed the advent of the cell phone and computers. Striker welcomed them both. They helped to alleviate some of the loneliness that came from living so long. He’d seen nations rise and fall. He’d fought in more wars than he could count and he’d lost too many people to even begin to hazard a guess at the overall count. To the others he might appear to joke and laugh, but inside all of it took its toll on him and his soul. There were days he had to reach for anything good he could to simply roll out of bed.

His teammates were his something good. His something to look forward to. Recently, three of them had found mates. And the odds were in Corbin’s favor that he’d found his now too. Striker didn’t dare to hope he had a mate out there. He wouldn’t be able to take the blow when it didn’t happen. For now, it was better he simply continue on his path, find laughter in all he could and when he was able, drink his worries away in several pints of ale and a few bottles of whiskey.

It was the Highlander way of it for him.

The doors to headquarters slid shut behind him and he took a long breath, worry over Corbin still gripping him. He’d been out of contact far too long for Striker’s liking. It wasn’t like Corbin. By now he’d have figured out they sent him on a wild goose chase. And he’d be pissed enough to let them all know. He wouldn’t fall out of contact.

Their search of the possible locations of the women being held for auction had yielded nothing. When the team had met at the predestinated rendezvous point, Corbin had been a no show.

They’d tried the channel they’d told him they’d operate on, but had gotten no response. Laney had been attempting to reach James the entire mission to alert him that she and Mercy had heard Corbin put out a call on his frequency, letting them know the locations were bogus, but there had been an issue with their communication gear. None could be reached.

Fucking traitors. Someone had tampered with their equipment.

PSI had rogues in its midst, and if they didn’t weed out the no good sons-of-bitches, and soon, more people would die. He’d have to bury more of his brothers-in-arms. They were as close to him as his family back home. Though, most of his friends at PSI were not nearly as rowdy as the McCracken clan. To his blood family, Striker was one of the more reserved males.

He nearly laughed at that.

He’d barely taken four steps when the elevators across the lobby opened.

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