Backblast by Candace Irving

Author:Candace Irving [Irving, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781952413209
Publisher: Blind Edge Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

18

Thanks to Chief Yrle's connections in the Griffith's laundry, Regan had been ready to disembark in under an hour, freshly pressed, dark blue suit already donned. Since the ship had moved into the northern part of the Arabian Sea to receive General Palisade's chopper the night before, it had taken a mere two hours to reach Al Dhafra. From there, it was an additional three to Islamabad via the US Air Force C-130 rumbling around her, most of which she'd spent in this webbed seat, reading everything she'd been able to download on Staff Sergeant Brandt while waiting at Al Dhafra.

Unfortunately, she'd finished skimming the material a while ago. With fifteen minutes of flight time left, she was officially bored.

But she wasn't alone. For the second time in two weeks, Palisade had sent her off to one of the 'Stans with a pair of bulked-out gorillas in tow. Although, this time, the general had added a sleeked-up ass into the mix.

Regan glanced across the belly of the cargo plane, returning the latest glare from said ass. Like her and the two gorillas flanking her, Riyad had swapped his shipboard attire for a ubiquitous white shirt and dark business suit. Also like her, the spook's sidearm was no doubt holstered neatly beneath the jacket of his suit.

She had no idea what Corporal Vetter and John had beneath their suits, but she suspected John was carrying considerably more than the rest of them put together.

She could only pray he wouldn't need it.

Once they touched down at the international airport in Islamabad, she and Vetter were headed for the embassy. John was not. He hadn't offered up his intended location, and she hadn't asked for it. Not given the nature of his mission. The only information he had offered had been a name. His. If she received a call over the next day or two from a Karl Goethe—pick up. That, combined with John's dark gray, hand-tailored suit, suggested he'd be going under via a CIA-related cover, most likely as a German executive.

It made sense. As a whole, Pakistanis were profoundly in love with all things German, up to and including—of all people—Hitler. While the majority of the world might consider Hitler a monster, a significant portion of Pakistanis didn't. There, many saw the Führer as the hero who'd freed them from British rule.

John would undoubtedly be leveraging his proficiency with the German language and that Pakistani love for the German people to his advantage.

But with whom?

Riyad had been right about one thing in her stateroom the day before. Over the years that he'd spent as Special Forces, John had operated on and around some exceptionally blurred lines on the globe, especially those along Afghanistan's porous southeastern border with Pakistan. While doing so, John had made quite a few connections. And, yes, some of those connections were shady as hell.

Right now, those were precisely the sort they needed.

While Vetter returned to his guard duties in Islamabad and Riyad headed off to link up

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