tiff, his expression grim. He began to speak,

. We had a rapid response force on standby, less than

ing to do with the cold room. "W

t the State Department.

onroe. A man who, in her past life, had risen through the ranks with astonishing speed in the years following

ia. Their equipment was top-of-the-line. American-made. They knew our patrol routes, our com

r-whisper, thick with bitt

led the final charge, he got a message to me. It was his last order. He said... 'Get

nto place. Her uncle had

n't just a tragic military defeat, it was a meticulously planned political assassination, orchestrated from the highest levels of power in Washi

d evil of it stole t

e dangerously quiet. "How did

and not receiving visitors. Kallie's butler came out and threatened to have me arrested for trespassing." His jaw tightened. "

her, cutting her off from any news, any allies, any truth. They wanted her to be a docile

med by something hotter, stronger. It was the cold, cla

to the dead, a responsibility to the missing. She would uncover the truth,

heir faces streaked with grime and despair, their hope

as the calm at the center of a hurricane.