Tom Clancy Chain Of Command 소설 & 이야기

As Clint got home, he locked the door and pick up his phone and call the chairman, he answered on the second ring. Hello dad" Clint said. "Hello boy. "How are you doing dad? "Am fine. "I guess I have something to prove myself now. "What it is? Clint brought out his book that he noted some Names that Linda mentioned. "Did you remember that according to the CIA resources, the chairman did not have any family members neither his wife. "Yes that's true"

I inhaled deeply, forcing myself to keep moving. “Where are you taking that one?” a a familiar voice called out. Kaida and I froze, turning to see Commander Kael standing tall, his gaze locked on us. His presence was overpowering, his glare cold enough to pierce through me. I quickly dropped my eyes, unable to look at the man who would soon defile me. “To your tent,” Kaida replied. “You summoned her.” Commander Kael shook his head. “Not necessary anymore,” he said, his voice curt. “The Generals wants a woman tonight. Something new. Claims he’s tired of screwing the whores here. Take her to him.”

he commanded. I was like a child obeying the orders from an angry parent. I watched him took a cotton ball and wet it with alcohol then he rubbed it in the red part of my hand. He took a cream after and applied on it, I felt a bit cold on the area where he put it. He rearranged the kit when he's finally finished before placing it next to the table. "Thank you," I said sincerely. He nodded. "Let's eat," he mumbled formally then spooned a food.

He said, looking straight at me. We knew that we had to keep our secret, but who were we going to answer to now? The werewolf council doesn’t exist anymore. They were killed straight away by the vampires. We didn’t have anyone to answer to, so we just needed to do what we thought was our best judgment. “Who would have ordered a strike on that town?” Joseph asked. “Tom Chandler. Joint chief of staff in charge of the military. That’s who would have ordered it. If not him, then the president. I guess even 8000 people are just collateral damage in the grand scheme of a war.” I said.

I caught Joseph’s eye and gave him a slight nod, silently urging him not to press for more than Frederick was willing to give. Frederick took a deep breath, as if steadying himself before he began. “I was the third in command to the Belvarian Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff,” he said, setting his spoon down with deliberate care. His eyes grew distant, as if he were looking back at something only he could see.

"And I certainly didn't authorize a flight path over a hot zone. Who the hell is this?" "I authorized it, Commander," a voice cut through his secure, encrypted channel. It wasn't the silky baritone of Lucas Tindo. This voice was different—cold, clipped, and as sharp as a surgical scalpel. "And since I sign the procurement orders for the very oxygen you’re breathing inside that suit, I suggest you lower your tone." The lead Chinook touched down with practiced precision, its landing struts crushing the thick elephant grass. The rear ramp lowered with a hiss of pressurized air, spilling a cloud of white fog onto the mud.

Camila’s POV “Show me the command chain,” I said, my voice steady as I stepped closer to the console The analyst obeyed immediately, pulling up the unstable hierarchy where lines shifted and authority nodes flickered between recognized and compromised “There,” he said, pointing at the top tier A single authorization path pulsed stronger than the rest, not Daniil’s, not mine, someone else still holding control Daniil stood beside me, silent, but I felt his presence sharpen as he understood what we were looking at

Although he was no different from his friend, he was never a predator. Alnado El Maximo was a friend to Jackson and the only son and Emperor of the MAFIA clan of the late Alnado. He had spent most of his life making money and training to become powerful, never having time for love. He believed in pussy languages but never kept one lady. He was the Almighty El Maximo and the only Zillionaire at the time. Undoubtedly, he was every woman’s choice, and his stepmother was not an exception. Sheltered with black raven hair and clothed with tanned skin that magnified the light, he was the darkest of all beings. He was dark and never mingled with the light. He was Alnado EL MAXIMO. The LORD of all LO