Trinity: Military War Dog (A Breed Apart Book 1)
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Eyes on those before him, Haur dropped the magazine. Expelled the chambered round. Slid the barrel off. A few more quick flicks, and the weapon lay on the table. “There are times we implicitly trust those who work close with us. We come to believe so fully in their identities, we do not question them.” He glanced at Meixiang. “Sometimes that is a mistake.” She eased to the side. Eyes locked with him, she retrieved the barrel from the floor. “What’s your point? Why is Bai dead?” “Captain
her mouth. She shook out her fur as if to shake off the attack itself. Heath crouched in front of his partner and stroked her fur. “See you got our man.” Heath looked up at the general. “Let’s hope so, sir.” Some Afghans hated Americans and would make any claim that made them look like a hero when the real villains could still be lurking on the rooftop. “They cleared the roof. Found the tube.” Gruff and to the point as always. Without a “thank you” or “job well done,” the general
mountain nights. Her foot slipped. Scraped along the rock. The slip jarred her shoulder. Badria cried out and wrenched her legs. At the stab of pain, Darci bit down to stop from crying out, too. Arms placed to the side as if she were a giant spider, she hung her head and let her brow rest against the rock as she regained her composure, shoved aside the burning. Shouts below. Her eyes snapped open. Straight down, she saw men. They’d been discovered. Tempted to hurry, she knew
Lowering the weapon, Jianyu looked at Meixiang. So beautiful. Her skin like the pale blossom of a lotus flower. Her lips not the rouge color he’d tasted more than once, but blue. And trembling. She would die unless they could find shelter. She had destroyed his plans by showing up. Yet created the perfect storm by showing up. He’d need to make a marginal change to his plans, but through her, he could show his father what true power looked like. Not just to his father, but many more.
very thing? What Heath believed in and what he did—they’d become two very different things. Saying those words, spouting scriptures was easy. Almost second nature. A habit. His heart dropped against that revelation and landed cockeyed in his chest. It is not good to have zeal without knowledge, nor to be hasty and miss the way. Heath stilled at the admonishment. Wished he’d worn his spiritual steel-toed boots for that verse. Was he being—? Yes. No need to even finish that