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THE GOVERNMENT KNOWS ABOUT THE GRAY WOMAN...And they are determined to use her unique skillset against terrorists and make her an offer she can't refuse.When Homeland Security is alerted to threats against a retired army sniper made real with a bounty on his head, they offer the impossible task of keeping him safe to Julia Pelletier. Accepting her role as an agent of the government, she travels to Jackson, Wyoming, and learns the enormous scope of what's been assigned to her-cover a vast area with his extended family and friends possibly included with him under the gun. To shadow a man once known for his stealthy ability to infiltrate and terminate opposing leaders will tax her ability to remain invisible. Kill teams arriving from the Middle East hope to collect on the death of Early Hollister.But to earn the huge payday, supporters of ISIS must battle their way past the gray woman.ExcerptRather than worry about her partner, I drew my gun and focused on my target. Not comfortable with a fifty-foot moving headshot, I prayed Father Timothy followed through while I strode quickly, the suppressed Ruger held against my leg. She pulled, then jerked at the door when it didn't open. Twenty feet, fifteen, I closed the distance. My gun raised only to hear a staccato blast I ignored to my right. The woman turned in surprise at the noise to face my muzzle. One shot to the center of her forehead, and she collapsed at my feet. While she spasmed on the concrete, I administered another four to her temple before I turned to find the reason for the explosion and neutralize any partner...

ASSASSIN JULIA HAMPTON IS READY TO QUIT THE GAME AND RETURN TO HER SCHOOLTEACHER ROOTS - ONLY TO LEARN SHE'S MARKED FOR DEATH.Primary teacher Julia Hampton's quiet life in Oregon upends with the murder of her parents and sister. Julia seeks revenge against those responsible, and against all odds, she succeeds. Her success is noticed by an organization dedicated to the same task on a grand scale: eliminate anyone importing and selling narcotics. Julia accepts assignments as a contract killer for The Company and makes a name for herself as J. Settling in rural Idaho to live alone as a substitute teacher offers a low-profile base for assignments. Dawson Pelletier owns a nearby farm and looks after Julia's place when J is away. All goes well until she's wounded and barely makes it home. She finds her neighbor is much more than a gentleman farmer when only one of his many hidden resources is to become her expert caregiver.Her thirst for vengeance sated and faced with her mortality, Julia notifies The Company that the assignment she barely survives is her last, and she'll return to teaching fulltime, but her resignation is rejected unless she fulfills a final contract. Against previous rules of engagement, her target is outside US borders, and she must leave her familiar firearm behind and find alternate means to terminate a giant ex-athlete responsible for importing tons of drugs stateside each week. J must take on a brute three times her size if she is to have a chance to return to the quiet life and budding romance wants."Pitts is a highly skilled storyteller. Riveting - action filled - yet woven with love and unforgettable characters. Can't wait for the next one!"-Judy Schwartz, Educator"Pitts is one of those authors who makes readers feel as if they have lived all their lives in the settings of what he writes, and can move from an exciting, dangerous scene on one page to a sensitive, personal, and touching moment on the next. His dialogue always rings true."-Jim Tevis - Professor and Historian"I love Jeffrey A. Pitts' books! He takes care to develop multiple characters and entwine their storylines. When you get done reading you feel like you know these people as neighbors and miss them. I can't wait to read and find out where Jeffrey will take us in his next book!"-Amy Garrison, K-12 Reading Specialist"... I cannot put Jeffrey's books down until I've read to the last page!"-Terin Heye-Bookkeeper, Olympia, WAMy initial dispatching of the Sanchez woman and three of her henchmen were as routine as my daily practice knocking bowling pins off fence posts, but no drill can prepare a person for an actual gun battle. For the first time in my life, I felt the shock of a bullet. My hand explored my stomach and slipped through wetness before pain set in. Dropping to one knee, I exchanged my nearly empty magazine. Two men remained who planned to end my life. I needed every round now in my gun.Hearing the telltale sounds of magazines ejected and the fumbling to reload in the dining room, I stepped through the doorway with my eye locked over the sights. Both men looked in my direction, clumsily releasing their slides to chamber rounds.Dilligent practce with the nearly silent and recoilless Mark IV .22/45 behind my house paid off. The men wanting to kill me now became no more than wobbling bowling pins, and I simply squeezed the trigger once, then again. Both men fell faster than I can tell it.