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Yep There was his cell phone Right where he said it was He snagged it off the dresser, checking even though he knew there would be no e, nor a return number He debated for two seconds

As far as the Navy was concerned, he ht be on leave, but Do doould take his skill, his talent and his absolute attention He’d been up all night, barely slept the one before It wasn’t a part of his SEAL training that allowed him to sleep at will and awaken instantly, but his years in the Navy had honed that talent He knew if the phone rang, he’d be immediately alert, even from the deepest sleep

He didn’t even glance at the neatly made bed as he headed for the kitchen

He grabbed a box of cereal, a quart of e bowl

It ht not be pancakes, but it beat the hell out of field rations

He was on his second helping when his cell lit up

It didn’t finish the first ring before he had it to his ear

“Castillo”

“Trouble, Auntie,” Petty Officer Brody Lane said in a lol His use of Don instead of his name made it clear this was military business “You at home?”

“Yeah, took leave No point sitting around like a pansy on light duty”

“You up to handling a problem?”

Shit

“Name it”

“The Candy Man grabbed Sir”

Son of a bitch

Lieutenant Phillip Banks Call sign Sir

Do hard His fist hit the wall before he even realized he’d lifted his hand He didn’t have to like the guy to be furious Furious and, yeah, a little scared Part of training for thedetailed information about the Candy Man, as Pedro Alvarez Valdero had been tagged by the team The man was a cold-blooded sociopath, his s, torture and various forms of corruption

If he’d grabbed Banks, that meant the ot the lieutenant back And, of course, completed the mission