Project StrikeForce: Exodus

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Thanks to all the active and retired military members who helped with this endeavor. Any mistakes contained herein are entirely mine. Special thanks to my beta readers. Your feedback was invaluable.

John Frist glanced around the dining room. “Shouldn’t she be here by now?”

The woman at the nearby table glanced up from her wineglass. A few strands of silver threaded their way through her shoulder-length black hair, and she brushed her fingers around her ear.

“I’m worried,” Valerie Simon whispered into her earpiece. “Something is wrong.”

John inspected his teammate. Valerie had laugh lines around her eyes and cheeks and could pass for late thirties without much effort. The rich blue fabric of her low-cut dress was just tight enough to draw men’s eyes to her breasts, but not so tight as to make her appear wanton.

She looked sultry, John decided, and it definitely worked for her. He wished he could enjoy it, but it was hard to do when she was involved with the third member of their team.

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