Sister Of Fortune
Chapter One
Chief Warrant Officer Vickey Mabrey woke up screaming. She threw off the light U.S. Army
green cotton blanket and sheet, and her sweaty bare feet landed on the cool surface of the
wooden floor. Breathing hard, with her hair falling in disarray around her face, she groaned and
leaned forward. Her elbows dug into her thighs.
Dammit! The same dream! A friggin' nightmare, actually. Her hands covered her perspiring
face as she took huge, gulping breaths. Vickey felt the sweat trickling down her temples and
following her rigid jawline. Trying to unclench her teeth, she kept repeating, "It's just a
dream ... just a dream...."
She slept naked, wanting to be one with the earth.
Not that a U.S. Army bunk was the earth, but it was as close as she was going to get under the
circumstances.
Breathing raggedly through her mouth, she hoped her screams hadn't woken anyone in Black
Jaguar Squadron barracks.
The two-story structure stood at the rear of a huge natural cave in a loaf-shaped mountain
roughly fifty miles south of the famed archeological wonder Mac ... read full excerpt from: Sister of Fortune ebook
