Tactical Deception: Silent Warrior, Book 2 - Plot & Excerpts
You’re one lucky young man. Your ribs didn’t puncture anything vital. The surgeon took out two and sewed you back up. You’ll be as good as new in no time.” Why did folks automatically assume you were lucky if you were alive? Rico could barely open his sandpaper lids. His eyes were raw. His vision was blurry. His gut burned and his body screamed with every breath. He couldn’t even think, but he knew one thing for damn sure, he wasn’t “lucky”. Some instinct inside him told him at this point, he’d be better off dead. The sights and sounds of a hospital recovery room surrounded him. He’d been in one often enough these days to recognize it fast. Machines beeped his heart rate. IVs dripped. And low-voiced nurses moved efficiently about as they brought folks back from la-la land. Rico wasn’t ready to return yet. Although he was drawing a blank on what had happened to bring him here, he had the wrenching sensation that it was bad. For a brief second, he pretended the ill feeling in his gut was nothing more than a bad drug dream.
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