Assignment, Sumatra

When it came down to his life or hers, Sam stopped treating her like a lady . . .
Sam Durell had been with K Section for more years than he cared to remember. As chief field agent he knew the world's cities and jungles better than any man alive. And he was still alive. Which was more than could be said for all his old friends.
But the Sumatra assignment was pretty damn frightening. When it came down to his life or hers, Sam stopped treating her like a lady . . .
Sam Durell had been with K Section for more years than he cared to remember. As chief field agent he knew the world's cities and jungles better than any man alive. And he was still alive. Which was more than could be said for all his old friends.
But the Sumatra assignment was pretty damn frightening─even for Sam. Because this time his fellow agent was a woman, a lethal lady with a passion for killing. Lydia was good with a knife, fantastic with a gun and absolutely lethal with her hands. And the killing really turned her on . . .
Sam wasn't at all happy about trusting her. And Sam was hardly ever wrong . . .even for Sam. Because this time his fellow agent was a woman, a lethal lady with a passion for killing. Lydia was good with a knife, fantastic with a gun and absolutely lethal with her hands. And the killing really turned her on . . .
Sam wasn't at all happy about trusting her. And Sam was hardly ever wrong . . .
**From Back Cover Blurb**