NCIS: Naval Criminal Investigative Service | Book 1
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  • Reads 2,933
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 53m
Ongoing, First published Jun 24, 2017
She had always wanted more from life than just Secret Service. She wanted her life to be worth more than just that of one person. She wanted to save people - plural. And yet, protecting the President of the United States is a privilege and an honor. How could she turn that down? Then someone gave her something to turn it down for: NCIS.
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