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For FBI Hostage Rescue Team member Evan Cooper and his partner, dignitary protection duty should have been a piece of cake. Unfortunately, Monica Callahan isnt making it easy. Estranged from her diplomat father--who is involved in a sensitive hostage situation in the Middle East--she refuses to be intimidated by a related terrorist threat back in the States. That is, until a chilling warning convinces her that the danger is very real--and escalating.As Coop and his partner do their best to keep her safe, Monicas father triggers an abduction that puts his daughters life at risk. And with every second that ticks by, Coop knows that the odds of saving the only woman who has ever breached the walls around his heart are dropping. After all, terrorists arent known for their patience--or their mercy. Book one in the Heroes of Quantico series, this suspense-filled novel will whisk readers along for the thrilling ride.

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AGAINST
ALL ODDS

Against All Odds Heroes of Quantico Series Book 1 - image 1 HEROES OF QUANTICO

AGAINST
ALL ODDS

I RENE H ANNON

2009 by Irene Hannon Published by Revell a division of Baker Publishing Group - photo 2

2009 by Irene Hannon

Published by Revell
a division of Baker Publishing Group
P.O. Box 6287, Grand Rapids, MI 49516-6287
www.revellbooks.com

E-book edition created 2009

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any meansfor example, electronic, photocopy, recordingwithout the prior written permission of the publisher. The only exception is brief quotations in printed reviews.

ISBN 978-1-4412-0372-4

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data is on file at the Library of Congress, Washington, DC.

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, and incidents are the product of
the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or
persons, living or dead, is coincidental.


To my father, James Hannon,
who always wanted me to write a mystery.

I hope suspense counts, Dad...
because this series is for you!

CONTENTS

Sir? I think you need to hear this.

With a preoccupied frown, David Callahan looked up from the security briefing in his hand. His aide, Salam Farah, stood on the threshold of his small office deep inside the fortified U.S. Embassy compound in Kabul, Afghanistan. The man was holding a tape recorder and a single sheet of paper.

A new message from the terrorists? David lowered the briefing to his desk.

Yes. And another personal threat.

Im not interested in threats directed at me. David waved the comment aside. Let our security people worry about them.

This one is different, sir.

After forty years in the diplomatic service, most of them spent dealing with volatile situations in the worlds hot spots, David had learned to trust his instincts about people. And in the two months hed been back in Afghanistan trying to help stabilize the local government, hed come to respect Salams judgment. His aide wouldnt raise a red flag unless there was good cause.

All right. David adjusted his wire-rimmed glasses and held out his hand. Lets see what they have to say.

In silence, Salam set the recorder on the desk, pressed the play button, and passed the sheet of paper to David.

As the spoken message was relayed in Pashto, the language favored by the Taliban, David scanned the translation. The warning was similar to those that had come before: convince the countrys struggling fledgling government to release a dozen incarcerated terrorists and pay a twenty-million-dollar ransom, or the three U.S. hostages that had been kidnapped a week ago would die.

But as he read the last line, he understood Salams concern. The nature of the personal threat had, indeed, changed.

If you do not convince the government to meet our demands,your daughter will be our next target.

His pulse slammed into high gear.

When did this arrive? A thread of tension wove through his clipped question.

Half an hour ago. Its been in translation.

Was it delivered in the usual manner?

Yes.

Meaning a randomly selected seven- or eight-year-old boy had been paid a few afghanisthe equivalent of a dimeto thrust the tape into the hands of the first U.S. soldier he saw at busy Massood Square, not far from the main gate of the embassy. The young, nimble couriers always managed to slip into the crowd or dart through the traffic before they could be restrained. It was a simple, expedient delivery method that left no clue about the origin of the messages.

Swiveling toward the small window in his office, David considered his options.

The official stance from Washington was clearthe United States didnt negotiate with terrorists. Nevertheless, secret deals were sometimes bartered that allowed the government to save hostages while maintaining its hard-line public stance. While hed been assigned to broker a couple of those clandestine arrangements during his career, David had never recommended that course of action. Had never even considered recommending it.

Until now.

Because he wanted to protect Monicaeven if she wanted nothing to do with him.

As he stared out the window at the jagged, unforgiving peaks of the distant Hindu Kush Mountains, snow-covered on this frigid February day, he was keenly aware of the moral dilemma he faced. If hed been unwilling to advise covert bargaining to save the lives of the three American hostages, how could he in good conscience change his stance now just because his own daughter had become a target?

Whoever had masterminded this latest threat had thrown him a cunning, world-class curveball.

For thirty eternal seconds he wrestled with his dilemma. But when he swung back toward Salam, there was steel in his voice.

Get Washington on the phone.

Evan Cooper had never liked predawn pages.

In his four years on the FBIs Hostage Rescue Team, hed pulled his share of all-nighters. And those were fine. Hed much rather stay up until the sun rose than be awakened by that rude alert. Especially on a Saturday after a late night of partying.

Stifling a groan, he groped around the top of his nightstand until his fingers closed over his BlackBerry. Once hed killed the piercing noise, he peered at his watch in the darkness, forcing his bleary eyes to focus. According to the LED dial, it was four in the morning. Two hours of sleep.

Two Not enough.

Resigned, Coop clicked on his in-box. Normally, his adrenaline would already be pumping as he speculated about what crisis had escalated to the point that the nations most elite civilian tactical force would be called in. But in his present condition, the address line did little more than arouse mild curiosity in his sleep-fogged brain. Why had the page been directed to him alone rather than to his full team, as usual?

Squinting in the dark, Coop scanned the clipped directive from Les Coplin, head of the HRT.

Meet me at Quantico ASAP.

No explanation. No clue about why this meeting couldnt wait until a decent hour. Just a summons.

In other words, typical Les.

After four years of this drill, Coop simply shifted into auto pilot. And thirty minutes later, he found himself striding down the too-bright corridor toward Less office with no actual recollection of getting dressed, driving to Quantico, going through security, or parking his car.

It was almost scary.

You look about as alert as I feel.

At the wry comment, Coop glanced over his shoulder. Mark Sanders closed the distance between them in a few long strides and fell into step beside him.

One too many beers last night? Mark queried.

At least. Coop didnt figure it would do any good to deny the obvious. Mark had been by his side most of the evening. I take it you got a page too?

Yep. He scanned the deserted hallway. Looks like its just you and me, kid. A two-man job. This might be interesting.

Maybe, Coop conceded. After I wake up.

How come youre so perky? Coop gave Mark a suspicious look. The two of them were often teamed up on missions that called for partners, and their on-the-job pairing had led to a solid friendship. You had as much to drink as I did.

I also stopped for a cup of coffee at the quick shop on the way in.

Smart.

I thought so. Marks lips quirked into a smirk. Hey, maybe Les will take pity on you and offer you some of his special brew.

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