Special Operations Group Series: Books 1-3 by Stephen Templin

Author:Stephen Templin [Templin, Stephen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-17T22:00:00+00:00

14

William’s men must’ve been working hard even after Chris, Hannah, and Sonny went to bed, because when the SOG team awoke, they found their luggage sitting in the living room. Chris put antiseptic on his shoulder and bandaged it carefully. The evening’s rest seemed to have helped, because he could move it more freely. Even his strained ankle didn’t torment him to stand on.

While Sonny showered, Hannah sat next to Chris on the sofa. “The last time I was in London,” she said, “I chased a man I thought was a terrorist for the Taliban. I bagged him on British soil before I flew him to a black site run by the Agency in the Czech Republic. The interrogation got a little rough, and it was discovered that the prisoner didn’t work for the Taliban,” she said, dipping her head. “He was a British citizen. Later, when the British government found out… well, they were livid.”

“You’re lucky your career survived,” Chris said.

“After the British got their citizen back, they figured out he was a key recruiter for al Qaeda. Officially I was forgiven, but unofficially, I wasn’t.”

“Sounds like you did the right thing.”

“I was younger and less experienced,” she confessed, “but my instincts were good. Instinct is something that can’t be taught. I see it in you, too. I’ve never told anyone that story. The only other people who know are those who were directly involved or heard it from the rumor mill.”

He met her eyes and smiled. “Thank you for sharing it with me.”

She pressed her lips into a firm line and nodded.

Before they could say anything more, Sonny came out in his business attire. They’d be doing recon around United Kingdom Petroleum Headquarters this morning and needed to blend in with the other business people in the financial district.

“Let’s get some grub,” Sonny said, clapping his hands together and rubbing them.

They approached the dining room, and William’s cook invited them to sit down for breakfast and excused William for being late. The cook served cold smoked herring, eggs, toast, grilled tomatoes, and sautéed mushrooms with orange juice and coffee. Because caffeine would adversely affect his shooting, Chris avoided the latter but helped himself to the rest of the meal.

“What’ll our cover be today?” Hannah asked before she took a bite of her eggs.

“Strip club owners,” Sonny said, his mouth full.

Hannah grimaced. “You have a one-track mind. But I’ve never been in one, and I wouldn’t know how to own and operate it.”

“We could do some research,” Sonny said with a waggle of his eyebrows.

Chris swallowed a bite of tomato and mushroom. “How about something to do with the outdoors? We all know about that.”

Hannah nodded. “Outdoor clothing.”

“We could call it Outdoor Mountain Clothing,” Chris suggested. “OMC.”

Sonny rolled his eyes. He didn’t outwardly support the idea, but he didn’t oppose it, either.

Hannah took a sip of her coffee. “We’ll say we’re based in the US and are expanding operations abroad to the UK.”

“If Xander plans to attack UKP Headquarters,” Chris said, “he’ll probably check the place out before he hits it.

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