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“Gonna be a cakewalk, Captain Killer Kristine.”
“Pretty arrogant for someone who doesn’t have a clue, Mankowski.” She’d be damned if she’d call him by his first name. And being the only woman in the squad, there was no way she was using Master Sergeant Connie “Girlie” Mankowski’s tag. Having “Girlie” be her only other option just wasn’t going down.
Command must have it in for her. Actually, Command notoriously had it in for all Delta Force operators but she seemed to draw the short end of the stick a hell of a lot—or maybe it was the electrified end.
“Hey,” Mankowski protested as he rewrapped his MREs. “I’m not arrogant. I’m awesome.” A Delta operator who liked to talk too much—and of course he ended up on her team.
They were both sitting on the hangar deck of the USS Peleliu helico
