“Thomas Parker glanced at his watch. Five hours. He laid down his cleaning brush and picked up the scattered parts of his… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“Slow, shallow breaths. The firing reticle centered on the black man’s temple, holding steady. A couple hundred meters — just across the… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“It was part of the bleedin’ deal,” Flaharty announced sharply, throwing back the lid of the gun case to reveal an Accuracy… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“Korsakov turned away, sighing heavily as he made his way toward his SUV. It had been the early winter of 1997, a dark night… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“Three months in Somalia, Darren Roth thought, glancing impatiently at the crosswalk sign, waiting for the symbol to flash. If he closed his eyes… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“It would be so simple, Harry thought, his mind flickering back across the years to another op. In Europe. A train station just like… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“Omar’s choice of the .357 Magnum was more prosaic, based on a simple bit of advice from a fellow inmate. The man had been… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“Oh, well that can’t have been me,” Harry smiled grimly, clapping a hand on Malone’s shoulder as he moved past the big man. “You’re… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“Hamid checked the silenced Heckler & Koch MP-5SD submachine gun for a third and final time before slapping a thirty-round magazine of 9mm hollowpoints… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“War teaches a man that he has only his brothers.” And sometimes not even them, Harry thought—feeling anger swell within him at the memory… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“Thomas Parker glanced at his watch. Five hours. He laid down his cleaning brush and picked up the scattered parts of his 7.62mm SV-98… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“He unbuttoned his shirt to reveal the ballistic vest underneath. The Brits were dead set against them carrying weapons, but body armor they were… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“Twenty-seven years, Colin Hilliard thought, buttoning his suit as he strode out from under the cover of Balmoral’s carriage porch—the early afternoon sun shining… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“Be prepared, indeed. The polymer case housed a Sig-Sauer P229 semiautomatic pistol chambered in 9mm Luger, along with a pair of thirteen-round magazines. And… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“The meeting was as off-the-books as it got. Equal parts indignant denial and veiled threat. Accidents happen. Don’t want to lose your people? Keep… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“There was no one waiting for him back in the States, no one to inquire into the circumstances of his death. He had a… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“LONGBOW to EAGLE SIX, the target is sweating profusely,” Thomas announced. Harry couldn’t suppress a chuckle. “You can see that?” “Listen, a 14x Leupold… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
“England has gone soft,” Colville said, gazing out through the darkness toward the few, flickering lights of North Rigton. The last faint rays of… — Stephen England Copy Share Image
