Commando
"Welcome home, Jake," Marie said with a smile.
Wiping his eyes, Jake Randolph smiled tiredly as he got off the elevator that led directly to the main office of Perseus. "Hi, Marie." He moved slowly across the thick rose–colored carpeting toward her desk. "Got something you've been wanting."
With a smile, she took his report. "Handwritten, no doubt?" "Yeah. You know me—I can't type to save my soul." He stretched and yawned. "I'm taking that two weeks off. I'm beat."
"Not so fast," Marie murmured apologetically. "Morgan left word for you to come directly to him when you came back."
"Oh?"
"Yes. I'm afraid he's got another assignment, and you're the only person available to take it."
Jake frowned. "Listen, I'm wiped out from that Peruvian fiasco." "I know you are. Just go in and talk to Morgan, will you? There's a gentleman in there w ... read full excerpt from Commando ebook