Chapter 5

Ryan launched a search that would have made JSOC proud. Military intelligence liaisons in twelve countries. Facial recognition sweeps at every international transit hub. His contacts at NATO, at the CIA, at every allied military installation from Ramstein to Okinawa. He even called in a favor from a former Delta operator who now ran private security for three African governments. None of them found me. Colonel Nakamura had placed me under a medical protection protocol originally designed...