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Uncovered by Truth

BOOK: Uncovered by Truth
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Uncovered by Truth



Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36



About the Author

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Uncovered by Truth

Copyright © 2015 by Rachael Duncan

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters and events are fictitious in every regard. Any similarities to actual events and persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental. Any trademarks, service marks, product names, or named features are assumed to be the property of their respective owners and are used only for reference. There is no implied endorsement if any of these terms are used.


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many times I end up in this shithole, I will never get used to the heat. I wipe the sweat off of my brow as I look out the window of the humvee at the hell that is Afghanistan.

“Keep your eyes open, guys,” I hear our captain say over the radio.

“Roger, that,” I reply. We’re in our trucks getting ready to roll through Waziristan, a dangerous area known for hiding insurgents. But the only way to get rid of the bad guys is to go where they are. So that’s what we’re doing. We’re drawing them out of their hiding places so we can take them out.


“How’s that baby girl of yours, Schwartz?” I ask the other sergeant on the team who’s sitting beside me. He and his wife had a little girl right before we got sent out.

His whole face lights up at the mention of his daughter. “She’s perfect, bro. She just rolled over yesterday.”

I smack him on the back a few times. “That’s great, man. Real gr—” I’m cut off by a deafening explosion that jostles the vehicle, bringing it to a screeching stop. The ringing in my ears is so severe I can’t even hear myself think. Fuck! What’s going on? I look around, trying desperately to get my bearings from the shock of the blast, but all I see is the dust and sand the humvee kicked up, coming to a sudden halt. My hand goes to my head as I try to shake myself out of the fog the blast has created.

I know we didn’t take a direct hit, but a lot of times you don’t have to. “Everyone alright?” I yell over the chaos. I hear the faint sounds of popping in the background and know we need to get out and check on the other guys.

“Yeah,” the other three guys call out one by one.

“Okay, let’s see what the damage is to the other two trucks ahead of us.” We pile out of the truck, making sure to check our surroundings and stay covered from any hajis hiding up in the mountains. The dust has settled some, which allows me to get a view of the other trucks. “Cover me!” I yell. After getting a thumbs-up from my team, I take a deep breath and sprint to the next vehicle. Shots rain out all around me, hitting the dirt inches from me each time.

“Son of a bitch!” I yell out at no one in particular. I make it to the truck in front of us and quickly assess the damage. The truck is a little beat up from the spray of the blast, but nothing major. The vehicle ahead of this one, the one leading the convoy, isn’t so lucky. I sprint toward it as I see fire engulfing the front of it. I need to get everyone out of there before they’re toast. Again, shots fire down on me, but I keep going.

The driver is slumped forward, his head resting on the steering wheel. “Carter! Carter!” I shout at him. The smoke coming from the fire blows in my face, causing me to cough. Flames flicker in the corner of my eye and I know we don’t have long before this blows to shit. He moves just enough to let me know he’s alive. “Let’s go, buddy. You gotta get out of here. Can you walk?” I duck down when a loud ping sounds out next to me, startling me.

“I think my leg is busted up a little.” He winces in pain, his breaths labored as he speaks. I look down at it, and busted doesn’t quite explain it. It’s mangled beyond recognition from the shrapnel that tore through it. He’s probably going to lose his leg. I look in the truck to assess the other guys. Smith is in the passenger seat and is all fucked up. Half of his body is missing, having been blown off from the hit. His eyes are open, but they’re completely vacant. Knowing he can’t be saved, I’ll come back for him last. The two guys in the back start moving around, but are still disoriented.

“Okay, let me get Hernandez and Walker out. Give me a second.” I go to the back door and see that there’s blood all over the seats and I know they’ve sustained injuries too.

“How are they?” My captain asks as he runs toward me.

“Not looking good. Carter has a fucked up leg, sir.”

“You help them out, I’ll grab Carter,” he says to me.

“Roger, sir.” Turning back to Hernandez and Walker, I see they’re already moving to get out, the initial shock wearing off. “You guys good to walk?”

They nod, “Yeah!” Hernandez shouts.

“We need to run to the other truck, okay?” Again they nod before stumbling out. “Alright, let’s go!” The three of us take off toward the other vehicle leaving the captain and Carter. The adrenaline coursing through me has my senses on high alert. I hear the crackling of the flames at my back, and the popping of the bullets being fired; I feel the stifling heat that suffocates my body, and the beads of sweat rolling down my forehead and blurring my vision when it gets in my eye; I smell the stench of burnt tires and gunpowder as it fills the air. Through all of that, I have one goal: get these guys to cover. It becomes clear Hernandez is hurt more than he’s leading on. He’s limping pretty bad and hardly moving. “You go on, Walker!” I turn and drape Hernandez’s arm over my shoulders and help him get the hell out of here.

“RPG!” I hear someone yell from the other truck. I don’t have time to react, not that I could outrun it anyway. The RPG hits the first truck and the blast sends Hernandez and I flying. Pain radiates through my body and I roll over knowing I’ve got to get the hell up before I get shot. I cough a few times, the force knocking the wind out of me momentarily.

“Are you okay?” My head feels like it’s under water making the question sound muted and muffled. Schwartz comes into my focus as he starts to drag me out of the open.

“No! Get Hernandez!” I shout at him.

“Hernandez is dead! Let’s go!”

“Okay! I can walk!” He lets go so I can get up. Right when I do, a cracking noise zips past me. I look at Schwartz and see blood gushing out of his neck. Seconds later, pain rips through my arm.

“Fuck!” I don’t look at it. I don’t have time. I throw Schwartz over my shoulder and run as fast as I can for the truck. My legs are moving on nothing but pure adrenaline and determination. “We need air support!” I yell to the guys I’m running toward. Right at that moment, another blast explodes, hitting the truck I was headed for. We are so fucked.

MY EYES FLY open and that’s when I remember where I am and the events from today come rushing back.

Being taken outside of Elizabeth’s house.

The phone call where she sounded so scared.

The pistol to my face.

I’ve had a lot of close calls where I didn’t know if I’d live or die, but I can say I’d never been more terrified in my life. The thought that I’d never see Elizabeth again was damn near crippling. Right before the big guy pulled the trigger, he aimed it at the wall behind me. I didn’t have time to feel relieved since he hit me in the head right after and knocked me out.

Fuck. My head is pounding and my wrists are starting to burn from being tied behind my back in this chair. Despite the pain, my first concern is Elizabeth. Panic starts to set in as I wonder where she is and if she’s okay. Cal is a dangerous man and I’ve got to get her the hell out of there before she gets hurt.

“Ah, how nice of you to join us, Mr. Matthews. Seems you were having a bit of a nightmare.” The sound of his voice makes my fists and jaw clench, wanting so damn bad to beat the shit out of him.

My eyes zero in on him, pouring every ounce of anger and hatred I can into my stare. “What can I help you with,
Mr. Fitzgerald?
” My voice is impassive, but I’m boiling over on the inside.

“Right, let’s get down to why you’re here. I have something that I need you to help me with. Something I think you’ll be good at given your set of skills from your time in the service.”

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