Cross, Kaylea - [Bagram Special Ops 1] - Deadly Descent by Kaylea Cross

Cross, Kaylea - [Bagram Special Ops 1] - Deadly Descent by Kaylea Cross

Author:Kaylea Cross [Cross, Kaylea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2011-09-23T22:00:00+00:00


Sadiq could barely make out the man ahead of him through the encroaching fog. It was more oppressive than the snow that had obscured their vision at the start of the march. And twice as eerie. He shivered beneath the folds of his coat and shifted his rifle higher up on his back.

“Is it true?” a voice rasped behind him.

He fought the urge to turn around and shove Khalid away from him. Bastard had an irritating habit of sneaking up on him, and he moved like a predator. Swift and silent on his feet. Sadiq prayed for patience. “Is what true?”

“That a group of Marines got themselves blown up?”

“Yes.” The night before, some of the men had laid pressure sensitive explosives in the only road leading out of the small valley ahead.

“And we’re going to finish the rest of them off?”

What a freaking idiot. “No,” he said, trying not to grind his molars together. “We’ll probably set up an ambush and wait for the reinforcements to arrive.”

“Is that your educated Cambridge opinion? Or do you know something the rest of us don’t?”

“You should know by now that’s the general’s preferred method of attack. We have to coordinate our forces carefully to offset the enemy’s superior firepower.”

Khalid’s laugh was low and full of evil delight. It skittered down Sadiq’s spine like fingernails scraped over a blackboard, raising the hair on the backs of his arms. “Must be nice to be included in the general’s trusted circle. Makes me wonder what you did to earn your place there.”

Ignore him. Sooner or later he’ll get bored and walk away. But it was damn hard to keep the bugger from getting under his skin.

Khalid dropped his voice to a low, oily murmur. “It’s said the general has a taste for handsome young men, especially if they’re educated. Perhaps that’s the secret behind why he favors you.”

“Sod off,” Sadiq snapped. He could ignore the moral smear to his own name, but how dare Khalid insult the general in such a way? Nasrallah was a man of God, and a devout Muslim. He would never engage in such filth. “Spreading disgusting rumors like that might get you killed.”

“Why so defensive?” he purred. “Have I hit too close to the truth?”

It was Sadiq’s own fault that he’d let the bastard know he’d hit a nerve. “Shut up and spend the rest of the march preparing yourself for what we’re going to do.”

He almost stumbled when he felt the unmistakable shape of Khalid’s rifle muzzle pressed into his spine. “You should heed your own advice. While we march you might want to prepare yourself for the next life, my brother. Battles can get confusing. Shots can go astray even in the middle of the clearest day. But with this fog…” He tutted softly.

The implied threat made the bottom of Sadiq’s stomach drop out, but he didn’t respond or look over his shoulder. He was almost certain Khalid was merely getting his kicks tormenting him. But he was more than capable of murdering him in cold blood, Sadiq realized.



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