![]() ![]() So many who had sacrificed to bring the world along to this place. ![]() It was faint, but the glow was just enough to touch the general’s soul. Across the Potomac, Arlington National Cemetery seemed to gleam, white headstones catching and holding tight to the fractional light filtering through the fog-drenched city. General Porter Madigan, Vice Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, waited behind the Lincoln Memorial. One lone SUV crunched across the snow, briefly skidded out, and came to a stop outside the National Mall. Few cars moved through the city, drivers staying away from the slick streets. Bare branches littered with icicles jutted across roadways, skeletal and scratching against the night. To all the survivors and victims of terror attacks, everywhere in the world.Įarly morning in Washington, DC, was the time for ghosts, especially in winter.įog shrouded the city, encasing the capital in a fragile stillness. Warning: This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. Published in 2016 by NineStar Press, Waterford, Ireland. ![]() No part of this publication may be reproduced in any material form, whether by printing, photocopying, scanning or otherwise without the written permission of the publisher, NineStar Press, Ltd. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental.Īll rights reserved. All characters, places and events are from the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. ![]()
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