Free Flawlessly Executed (Dark Horse Guardians Book 3) by Ava Armstrong

The moment he pulled into the driveway, his mind was alive with ideas for the landscape design.
    Lara was already there. She had purchased a red Mercedes SUV and she got out to greet him, “Hey, don’t you look professional…” she greeted him.
    Hawk blushed a little. He dressed as she had requested, in the charcoal suit. He shaved and showered and wore the cologne she liked. Just being with her gave him a shot of confidence. Lara was a comforting mother hen with him. When she turned to make eye contact, they both instantly smiled as if they shared a secret joke. In a way, they did. He had no idea what he was doing with multi-million dollar clients and Lara was well aware of his apprehension.
    “It’s time to introduce ourselves.” Lara whispered. Hawk was so nervous he was trembling a little, but Lara took him by the arm and steadied his nerves.
    Together they walked to the back door of the colonial and an attractive middle-aged woman answered. Turned out she was the maid. Hawk followed Lara to the parlor in the front of the house and his eyes roamed around the room filled with expensive antiques. Even though he was dressed the part, he felt out of place. But Lara fit right in. She looked beautiful today in a cream-colored pant suit that fit her as if it was custom designed for her body. Her hair was loose but pulled away from her lovely face with a gold barrette. Her green eyes sparkled when they met his. All he could think about was how thankful he was she was with him on this appointment.
    A young blonde woman came into the room and introduced herself. Hawk immediately felt at ease once he sat down on the sofa and tapped the iPad that held his portfolio. He went through a well-rehearsed brief introduction, then sat back and listened as Lara had instructed. He took lots of notes.
     
    ~ Ben ~
    Moshe was on the satellite phone with Ben all day. The mission planning was complete, for the moment. It actually was never complete until the plan was executed. There were sixty-five terrorists, each one was located with pinpoint accuracy thanks to Moshe’s genius. Moshe anticipated the prisoners would be freed sooner or later by the Americans and he didn’t want these bastards to get away, thus he meticulously attached GPS tracking devices smaller than a dime to their vehicles. The thought of attaching an incendiary device was tempting, however Ben and Moshe decided that could be too risky. The car bomb might kill innocent people, or might kill the wrong person and tip their hand.
    No, this type of killing had to be up close and personal. The heinous crimes these animals had perpetrated could not go unpunished. The city of Aleppo in Syria was where the majority of the terrorists had gathered. It had become radical central planning according to the latest reports from the CIA. But Moshe had even better intel because he had several people who had infiltrated the dangerous Islamic State. These were dedicated warriors, willing to die for the cause. There was nothing better than having human intelligence on the ground, giving you updated first-hand intelligence daily.
    The Dark Horse Guardians had been contacted for the trip overseas to begin on November 9 th . The date got changed to accommodate the work-ups. They’d catch a ride on two C130’s supplied by the United States Navy. Moshe had several safe houses located in Syria and Jordan and the group would go underground for training once the wheels touched the ground in Qatar and Israel.
    This would not be a killing frenzy, but a masterfully choreographed mafia-style hit. The movements of each terrorist fugitive had been studied for months. Ben was beginning to feel joyful anticipation to be in Moshe’s war room with a new generation of drones and the best high definition satellite pictures money could buy.
    A platoon of Navy SEALs would participate, but Moshe was lead man. That was the deal. The U.S. government didn’t like it, but they wouldn’t have their fingerprints