CHAPTER 12
THE ADMIRAL SITS deep in thought, watching the general pull away from the driveway. Brad’s funeral remains fresh in his mind. He thinks about the SEALs who attended and knows who he will call first. He dials the number.
“Burney? Admiral Joseph Parker.”
Burney shouts, “Hooyah.” Then, in more subdued tones, says, “Great seeing you at Arlington. Shame it wasn’t under better circumstances.”
“Yes, you as well. Too bad we couldn’t talk more, but the crowd being what it was and the sadness of the whole affair.”
“Agreed. You need something?”
“To be straight with you, I could use your help with a covert situation which requires stealth action. Not overseas work, just expertise and savvy. You came to mind because this case involves the murder of Brad Channing.”
Immediately, Burney
