![]() ![]() He was being chased now, silent and fast. ![]() Harry ducked past two women, slipping through a narrow utility alley, and he ran. Like icy fingers down his skin.Īnd if someone was after Harry, it wasn’t good. That cold stab of dread, sixth sense, gut feeling. No one crossed after him, but whoever was after him was closer now. Together, they do.Ĭaution: on-page physical and gun violence. The stakes have too.īecause on their own, they had nothing to lose. But it’s not just the game or the rules that have changed. It’s a different game now, and Harry and Asher have a better chance at surviving if they stick together. ![]() ![]() His next job is a face he recognises, and after a tip-off, he learns he too is a marked man. He’s also a mercenary for hire to the highest bidder. A man without loyalty, a man without a nationality, without a country, or a home. He’s been in the game far too long, and when he sees a familiar threat, he knows his time is up.Īsher Garin is a dangerous man. A lone wolf, he’s single-handedly taken down terrorists and national security threats, or so he thinks. Ex-Australian Specialist Response Group, Tim “Harry” Harrigan, has been running covert ops for almost a decade. ![]()
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