Devlin had signed up to be a local tour guide for site selection, and a general handyman for the shoot. For the first time, he was thrust into the middle of the maelstrom that was a film.
They gave him the title of Production Manager, which meant that somehow it was now his problem to make the whole thing happen.
And because they weren’t willing to risk any civilians outside the Shadow Force team, other than himself, the real film crew was put on hold “pending script changes.”
To replace the personnel, this Colonel Gibson had called in some favors.
By the next morning, a pair of military war dogs were on site with their handlers: a big bruiser of a guy with one real arm and one artificial, and a lovely brunette who was just as serious as he was and wielded just as big a dog.
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