![]() ![]() “Of course that would mean you’d have the mighty fightin’ Delta Force bearing down on your ass right now,” he said. Germaine McDowell lumbered past, toting the heavy MG4 as if it was a kid’s BB gun. ![]() “I hear there are going to be a few vacancies opening up in his operation pretty soon.” “Well today’s your lucky day, Private,” Naylor said. He gave out a low whistle as he stared down at the luxurious compound. “Man, I am in the wrong business,” said Garcia. It looked more like an eco-retreat for detoxing celebrities than a drug lord’s stronghold. A helipad and boathouse on the river completed the picture. The main house nestled into the wooded hillside, its sprawling size artfully hidden by sculpted gardens that led down to the river. From above it looked like a holiday resort. Sergeant Jared Naylor scanned the compound through his binoculars as he waited for the rest of the team to make their way up the narrow game trail. Night fell in the jungle: greens sinking into blacks, shadows growing up from the valley floor like a dark liquid pooling in the deep places of the world. Guardian of the Sky Realms – Gerry Huntman Internal Layout by Cohesion Editing and Proofreadingĭark Waters/Ronnie and Rita – Deborah Sheldon ![]() An Anthology of Lycanthrope Military HorrorĬover Art © Dean Samed/Conzpiracy Digital Arts ![]()
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