Page 62 of Beniamino Deluca


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“No,” she firmly said. “Lee promised that we’d be able to go. He needs to be buried on his home soil. No man left behind, right?”

“Cadell, get out of there. Men are approaching from the west. You’ve got about seven minutes before it becomes a problem.” Simpson said through the comm.

Fuck. Time to haul ass.

“Hawkings, Earhart, and Warner, get him into that rug quickly. Barrett and Curie, you’re with me. Move!”

The team scrambled, and I looked at Elizabeth Hartwell. “Let’s go.”

She grabbed a black bag that reminded me of an older laptop or office bag. She moved toward the door, looking back over her shoulder to make sure we had grabbed him. The guys lifted him up, placing his body between two men, and we set in motion. Going to the top of the steps before Elizabeth, I checked for movement. Seeing nothing, I opened it fully, and we exited.

“Remember the path,” Elizabeth said from behind me.

I did. When we cleared the landmine, Simpson was back on the comm.

“Move!” He ordered.

“Pick it up!” I shouted behind me.

We ran toward the Ground Mobility Vehicle, and that’s when I saw the vehicles arriving that Simpson mentioned. I got Elizabeth inside before the men piled in. The body went on the floor in the back row so the men could still sit. Just as Warner was getting in, shots rang out.

“We’re under fire!” Simpson said as he put the truck in motion.

Warner barely got the door closed before we were in motion. Simpson drove quickly, but shots were still coming our way. In the front passenger seat, Curie opened the window and fired back. The other fellas joined in until a bullet hit the tire of the attacker’s car, making them spin. Another shot hit the driver, making them coast in the wrong direction.

I searched the surrounding area, looking for more threats, but none came. I looked over at the woman, who I hoped was worth the ambush. We needed that intel she had, and if she failed to deliver, she didn’t want to see the repercussions of her actions. We were taking her in, but my gut told me this would not be the end of this mission. Somehow I feared that it had just become even more complicated.

Healing Berets Series, Book 1

He's her protector.

She's his mission.

Elijah

Being in Special Ops, you never know what the next assignment will be. This one was supposed to be simple, but split decisions put me face to face with a woman whose presence threw every plan to shit. My duty was to keep my wits while guarding Raya against every possible threat, including myself. She’s too perfect, too addictive.

If I can’t stay focused, what’s going to stop things from blowing up in my face?

Raya

My objective was to finish what my father started, stay safe, and build a new life at the government's expense. Everything doesn't happen the way we want, though. This leaves me in unfamiliar territory, and not just the location. I've never been alone with a man, now I’m stuck with one protecting my life.

When right and wrong start to blend, I’m forced to trust the only thing I can.

My heart.

Get Sworn to Secrecy here.

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