TROPICAL HEAT (Chapter One)Huren
The brilliant lights of the operating room glinted off the scalpel being held to Dr. Elizabeth Goodall’s slender throat.
Flat on his belly in the main air-conditioning duct directly above them, Sam Pelton aimed his Sig Sauer between the soldier’s expressionless eyes. The state-of-the-art, multi-million-dollar operating room wouldn’t have been unusual if it had been in a large hospital in a major city anywhere in the world. But this OR was smack in the middle of the jungles of Central Africa.