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Island Inferno (Task Force Valor Series #2)
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Product description Task Force ValorExplosive Ordnance Disposal–The Bomb Squad As the global war on terror heats up, the U.S. deploys a team of highly trained special operators overseas to locate and neutralize threats, bringing EOD expertise to dangerous missions that have no room for error. A DEADLY EXPLOSIVE A new specialty explosive is on the black market: ITEB looks like water, but when it’s exposed to air, the effects are lethal! The United States government is frantic to keep it from our shores. Staff Sergeant Euripides “Rip” Rubio knows how destructive ITEB can be. He has already risked his life to thwart a horrific terrorist plot involving the chemical. Now Task Force Valor heads to Panama, on the trail of an arms dealer who plans to use ITEB to make a killing–literally. AN ADVENTURE ABROAD Fernanda Lerida is a University of Panama grad student who jumps at the chance to join a biological expedition to a mysterious former prison island. But the snakes, bugs, and crocodiles are soon the least of her worries as the group stumbles upon something they were not meant to see. To make matters worse, Fernanda soon finds herself alone and being pursued by an unseen foe. A RISKY RESCUE When Rip’s path collides with Fernanda’s, they find themselves caught in the midst of a brutal turf war. Can they use the chaos to their advantage, or will one false step set the entire island ablaze? Review “ Island Inferno is a boy-meets-girl story. But in Chuck Holton’s world, boy meets girl in the middle of a jungle at 25 mph, hanging under a parachute with an assault rifle strapped across his chest. You’d better plan on reading this in one sitting. And once you’re done, you’d better give yourself time for your pulse to calm down.” Tom Morrisey, author of Deep Blue and Dark Fathom“ Island Inferno has the fast-paced action of Clive Cussler novel with all the solid research and authenticity of Tom Clancy’s books and a spiritual message that drove me to search deep within my own heart.” Jeanette Windle, author of CrossFire, The DMZ, and FireStorm About the Author Chuck Holton has been an Army Ranger, a stockbroker, flown military helicopters, and now travels the world as the “Adventure Correspondent” for CBN. He is the author of five books, including A More Elite Soldier and Bulletproof. He writes from his farm in Appalachia, where he raises animals along with five children. He blogs about his adventures at www.livefire.us. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. The Gulf of Panama. 2200 hours MY LIFE IS WASTED. The black-on-black sea stretched into nothingness before Naeem Bari, and he shivered. But it wasn’t cold. In fact, even the breeze crossing the ship’s bow did little to alleviate the suffocating heat of the tropical night as the vessel plied its way toward Panama. The humidity wrapped its fingers around Naeem like death itself. But still he shivered, because the bleakness of the sea before him mirrored his future. If only there were one bright spot in my career, like the sliver of moon that now hides behind the clouds. Perhaps then I could hold out hope. But no. I have no future in this business. What am I to do?There had been a time when Naeem was proud to be a mariner. He had been born into a poor Pakistani family, and as a teen, becoming a seaman had seemed an exciting alternative to sweating in his father’s scrubby fields, staring at the desolate expanse of mountains that formed the walls of his prison. But he had simply substituted one bleak reality for another. After spending twelve years at what amounted to little more than slave labor on a variety of aging merchant vessels, Naeem’s youth had been consumed like the rusty hull of the Invincible upon which he stood. He often came to the ship’s bow when he had trouble sleeping. It was the only place where he could think in peace. The old vessel throbbed beneath his feet, as if the dark Pacific waters it had labored across for twelve days were the consistency of molas
