Chapters (72)
- TITLE PAGE
- COPYRIGHT PAGE
- DEDICATION
- CONTENTS
- PROLOGUE
- PART I
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- PART II
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- PART III
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- PART IV
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- CHAPTER 37
- CHAPTER 38
- CHAPTER 39
- CHAPTER 40
- CHAPTER 41
- PART V
- CHAPTER 42
- CHAPTER 43
- CHAPTER 44
- CHAPTER 45
- CHAPTER 46
- CHAPTER 47
- CHAPTER 48
- CHAPTER 49
- CHAPTER 50
- CHAPTER 51
- CHAPTER 52
- CHAPTER 53
- CHAPTER 54
- CHAPTER 55
- CHAPTER 56
- PART VI
- CHAPTER 57
- CHAPTER 58
- CHAPTER 59
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
“I don’t agree,” said Berg. “He’s been one step ahead of everyone from day one. He busted the team following him from his apartment. He detected all three of the operatives you placed outside of the Airbnb town house. And he anticipated the ambush a few blocks away from the town house.”
“Not soon enough,” said Rich. “They survived because we rescued them.”
Marnie stepped onto the walkway, immediately drawing their attention. “We survived because of Devin’s quick thinking. He was able to assess threats from multiple directions and make a split-second decision about what to do next. The right decision. It bought us enough time for your team to respond.”
“My concern is with the direct-action side of future operations,” said Rich. “We don’t always have the luxury of separating combat from the surveillance.”
“Devin can hold his own in a gunfight,” said Marnie. “I saw that firsthand.”
“And I’m absolutely useless in any kind of fight,” said Berg. “But nobody is trying to sideline me.”
“That’s because you’ve always understood your role,” said Rich. “I’m worried about Devin getting in over his head if he starts swimming outside of his area of expertise.”
“What about me?” said Marnie. “I’m just a former Marine helicopter pilot.”
Rich shook his head. “The same goes for you. I can’t have two nonoperators in the middle of a covert raid. It puts my people at risk. You know how this works, Marnie. Imagine flying into a heavily contested landing zone while you’re taking fire from multiple directions—”
“I don’t need to imagine. I’ve been there,” said Marnie. “And we didn’t sideline new pilots. They flew the same missions as the rest of us.”
“Sure. But in a dual-control helicopter, an experienced pilot could take over at any time,” said Rich.
“How is this any different?” asked Berg. “In this case, the ratio of experienced operators to inexperienced is more like four to one.”
“It’s different,” said Rich.
Berg shrugged. “Some circumstances and missions may be different, requiring the sole use of your veteran operators, but tonight’s job doesn’t meet that threshold.”
“And when it does?” asked Rich, nodding at Marnie.
“Neither of us is suicidal, and we’re well aware of our limitations,” said Marnie. “I know I’m speaking for Devin when I say that he won’t be sidelined without a damn good reason. Same for me.”
“You go where Devin goes,” said Rich.
“Exactly,” said Marnie. “This is personal for him.”
“That’s a big part of what worries me—about both of you,” said Rich. “Too many attachments. Karl, you can’t tell me this doesn’t worry you, too.”