7
Holly couldn’t seem to catch her breath.
Team Chase.
Fuck!
She hadn’t been part of a team since…
Since…
The end of her decade as an operator for the Australian Special Air Service Regiment.
One infinitesimal moment in time, one tiny decision, and she’d gone from being on a SASR team she trusted to the extremes of life-and-death to…
Nothing.
To be on a team again was incomprehensible. Beyond pear-shaped and right over into FUBAR—effed up beyond all recovery.
She should hit the ground and run the other way. For all of their sakes.
But for six months, these three wonderful people had welcomed her. They’d given her a sense of belonging that she missed like a piece of her body.
Without even noticing, she’d slid back into patterns and modes that she swore she’d never risk again. Sh
