My father-in-law and his eight sons b/ea/t my pregnant wife until she lost our baby… then laughed outside her ICU door, mocking me as a “worthless, broke soldier.” They had no idea I wasn’t just any soldier-I was the commander of a black-ops hit squad. As my phone buzzed with a message reading “Target confirmed,” I looked at them and whispered…

that his empire, his legacy, and his freedom were incinerating right before his eyes, attempted one final, desperate maneuver. He reached frantically inside the breast pocket of his ruined suit jacket. Ghost had a heavy, suppressed tactical sidearm drawn and leveled squarely at the center of Lawrence’s forehead before the older man even finished the continue reading …