Operative - The Shadowboxer Files: The Shadowboxer Files

By Chris Lowry

They stole him from paradise.

 

And dropped him into Hell.

 

Brill Wingfield thought he could escape, but the Company that trained him to kill won't set him free.

 

Instead, they render him back to the US for training. Now, he's on a mission. The first mission.

 

Embed with a SEAL TEAM for a high value target.

His side mission is to make sure that target stops breathing.

 

But when they land, the mission goes sideways and it's going to take very skill the Shadowboxer has if he wants to get out alive.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Chris Lowry
• Release date: Mar 21, 2017
• ISBN: 9798215762868

Chris Lowry

Chris Lowry is an author and adventure seeker who has traveled the globe exploring new worlds and writing about his thrilling experiences. With over one hundred thrillers, science fiction, and urban fantasy novels to his name, as well as more than a thousand articles published across various publications, Chris has established himself as a master storyteller and a leading voice in the world of action and adventure. Whether he's fighting off hordes of undead in a post-apocalyptic wasteland or braving the depths of outer space, Chris is always ready for his next thrilling adventure. Follow his journey as he battles against impossible odds and becomes the hero that the world needs.

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Chris Lowry

Operative - an action thriller

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Contents

MISSION ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

SIX

EIGHT

NINE

TEN

ELEVEN

TWELVE

THIRTEEN

FOURTEEN

FIFTEEN

SIXTEEN

MISSION ONE

"Who’s the Spook?"

Brill sat at the back of a small room with seven sailors seated in front of him. An eighth man, their Lt stood beside a projection screen at the head of the room. None of the men turned around to look at him, though they all shot appraising looks as they entered in quiet order and took their seats.

He’s not a Spook, said the Lt as he nodded at Brill. He’s on loan to us from Homeland.

Isn’t Homeland a Spook business? shot back one of the men. He was the tallest in the group, with a buzzed haircut and piercing blue eyes.

You want to explain? the Lt asked Brill.

He shook his head no.

His instructions were to say nothing and observe and he planned to follow them to the letter. This was his first assignment after nine months on the Farm, a CIA training facility in the Virginia countryside. He had been flown down this morning in an F 16 to Naval Station Key West to task with the SEAL team that operated from there.

Loose lips sink ships, am I right? one of the sailors turned to grin at him. He had dusky black skin and etched muscles. He held out a corded forearm.

Washington, he kept grinning. Like the President.

Brill considered the hand for a moment and leaned up to shake it.

Pleasure, he disobeyed his orders.

It was the first handshake he had taken in over a year.

Nine months ago, he was picked up in South Africa and brought back to the United States. The man who met him when he was led off the plane in plastic zip ties and a hood was U.S. Senator Shelby Johnson, an old acquaintance from his home state.

Shelby didn’t shake hands.

Instead, he ushered Brill to a private office for a meeting with the President, who conscripted Brill back into service for his country after absconding to South Africa.

Technically, he wasn’t attached to Homeland Security or any government Agency. He worked for a private company called Barraque owned by Johnson that contracted with the government.

Brill wasn’t supposed to know Shelby owned it, but the company, Barraque was named after a street in the hometown they shared.

Let’s zero in on the mission, the Lt called out. Our guest can share over chow.

The sailors settled in and focused on their leader.

Our target window is pretty tight, he started and pulled up a map of Africa on the overhead projector. We’re tasked with a smash and grab. CIA has intel that Abu Aish is in Nigeria working with Boku Harem.

He clicked a button and the projector advanced