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Risky Maneuvers
Copyright © July 2010 by Barbara Sheridan & Aleksandr Voinov
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Dedication
Dedicated to Mat.
Thanks to Rhianon, Alison Bailey, Jen Barker.
Chapter One
Afghanistan
Intel-Ops Headquarters
Forward Operating Base “Name Classified”
Colloquially known as “FOB BOHICA: Bend Over, Here It Comes Again”
The copter whipped up dust for miles; Mikhail almost expected the low arch of
a Stinger, even in the near dark of the early Afghan morning. They were way too far
in the south to stick out their necks. Mikhail kept telling the commander they
should operate out of Pakistan, but some political reason or other was in the way.
Maybe because Pakistan was an uneasy ally at the best of times, and now that it
was on the verge of civil war, these weren‟t even remotely “good times.”
The copter touched down. There was always anticipation, a nervous tension in
the air. Mikhail tightened his knuckles around his rifle, the water bottle in his
other hand almost forgotten. Dehydration up here in the mountains was a serious
issue, and his kidneys hurt, reminding him he wasn‟t twenty anymore.
He watched soldiers ready the copter for unloading and turned back to the
camp commander. “What I was saying is that without our good Muhammad, there
won‟t be any cooperation. Of course he wants us to fuck up his rivals, but in this
place, all you get is to choose which devil you deal with.”
The commander‟s eyes trailed away from his face, and Mikhail considered
moving so the man had to look at him.
“That will be all,” the commander said, reminding him that, strictly speaking,
Mikhail wasn‟t part of his outfit.
And fuck you too, Mikhail thought.
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He shook his head in a mildly irritated gesture and bit back a harsh comment
when he saw a small group of people head toward the commander. Visitors. From
the looks of them with their security vests and stylish sunglasses, civilians or
spooks. He snarled to himself, hid it behind the bottle, and headed toward the mess
to grab a bite that wasn‟t goddamned naan breadsor dust, the other thing he‟d
had too much of recently.
He was never really part of it; military life slid off him like water off Teflon. A
group of soldiers was getting ready to go out. Some chatted, reminiscing about their
homes and lives far away from here. Away. It was always about how the hell to get
away and out of this place. Nobody wanted to be here. Still, they stuck around.
“Mikhail!”
He paused, turned, saw the spooks and the commander standing together in a
small gaggle, and one guy came toward him. Sam. He couldn‟t help but smile. He
looked good. He filled out that Brooks Brothers suit better these days, and even
those pretentious Ray-Ban sunglasses didn‟t detract from that.
“Hey, how are you doing?”
“I‟m fine. How are you?” Sam came in and shook Mikhail‟s hand with both of
his.
“Polite answer, debrief, or the wife‟s letter?”
Sam laughed. “No details about bowel movements. You look tired. Just got
up?”
“Just got
home
.” Mikhail liked that Sam didn‟t pull back his hand
immediately. It might be one of those CIA tricksinstill trustbut he thought Sam
really didn‟t mind touching him. “Been out in the mountains, working for the good
cause.”
“Well, yes. Any progress?”
“You interrupted my debrief.”
“Looks like I‟ll be interrupting your mission here. I have something for you.”
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