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Chapters (60)
  1. Note to Readers
  2. Dedication
  3. Discover the Series You Can’t Put Down …
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Acknowledgements
  58. About the Author
  59. Other Books By
  60. About the Publisher

‘The planes flew the rescued to a humanitarian camp in UAE,’ Wolf said. ‘A lot of them were able to make their way home from there. A lot of others didn’t have any home to go to. Aid organisations are working hard as we speak to relocate them to new and better lives elsewhere.’

‘But then the gates of hell slammed shut,’ Holt said. ‘As everyone knew they would.’

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Ben said, ‘Which I’m guessing is the reason you all made the jump from being non-com civilian volunteers to this,’ motioning at the vehicle and the weapons that gave them all the semblance of a militia unit.

‘There was nothing left for us to do in that role,’ Wolf replied. ‘The rest went home. Meanwhile, the seven of us got our heads together and agreed we weren’t about to cut and run. Not with our work unfinished. We have the skills and the experience to make a difference, bring a little bit of the war back to the enemy while trying to help some more of the hundreds, maybe thousands, of people who’re still stranded and in danger here. So we stayed behind. We knew exactly what we were getting into. We went into this eyes wide open.’

‘We’ve been going around knocking out a few small pockets of Talib,’ Holt said. ‘OK, a tiny independent fighting force like ours is never gonna swing the balance of power. But at least we can give them something to think about. So far we’re not doing too badly. Certainly got them all riled up. We’re the reason there’s all these extra patrols everywhere, buzzing around like someone poked the hornets’ nest. The sons of bitches hate us, and they should. But they had it coming, for what they’ve done here.’

‘Hate isn’t the bloody word for what I think about the bastards,’ said Nobby Scraggs, suddenly no longer so much the gentle giant. ‘Who wouldn’t feel that way about them?’

‘I don’t hate them,’ Ben said. ‘It’s not my job to try to punish them. Only to help others they might hurt.’

Holt laughed bitterly. ‘Yeah, well, noble sentiments apart, there’s two ways of looking at that. You could just as well say that a bullet is the best way to prevent them from hurting anyone. Too many folks have been hurt already and they’re only just getting started.’