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I watched her ignore the pain in her leg, using the brief time she had during the ride to reload her weapons, possibly ensuring that her favorite weapon was at no risk for fault. She held a brave face that I couldn't stop looking at. Admiring, even. Was she beautiful? Absolutely – far too beautiful for me as I knew I'd never have a chance, nor would I risk even trying to because I knew I'd be rejected, which I knew would hurt my ego. I saw a warrior behind those soft eyes of hers and could see why she got the job done when she was assigned to it.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't eager to watch her interrogate Hassan when the time came.
She propped the rifle's barrel towards the floorboard of the truck, and I saw a brief glimpse of an assumed sleeve of tattoos on her right arm. I couldn't make out exactly what it was without bringing awareness to my curious stare, but by what I could see, it was something floral.
"Alright, let's get this done." Alejandro said, stopping the truck at the presumed location of Hassan, each of us exiting the truck with reason to open fire.
"Where do we find him?" Soap asked, moving to cover.
"He'll be with an armed guard. Cartel protection."
"Sure are a lot of places to hide..."
"Graves will be covering us by close air. We clear the buildings."
"Copy that, L.T." Soap nodded, taking cover close to Kiera as Alejandro took point ahead of us.
"Mark us."
Soap did as instructed, holding the IR laser over his head for Graves to clear a visual from his location.
"How's that leg, señora?" Alejandro asked.
"Not broken, I don't think. I'll be alright."
"We'll have a medic look at it when we get back to base."
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It Goes On - Book l
FanfictionAssigned by Station Chief Kate Laswell, Case Officer Kiera Dutton is assigned to track and locate the missing American missiles as well as the threat of Quds Force Major Hassan Zyani. Befriending Ghost during her missions was not indeed part of her...