Captain Damascus just wanted a quiet beer. If she hadn’t chosen that bar, then the lower-rank would not have picked a fight with her. The captain would not have been demoted to second lieutenant.
There would not have been the pain and shame she had never known.
Captain Anthony. Tough, but fair. Her new commanding officer.
A new friend.
A new love -
Corporal. Same platoon.
The mission - missing scientists. Expedition destroyed - one survivor.
A survivor with a strange ability.
A false-flag officer, sent in to kill in order to preserve a
secret, and willing to do so without a second thought,
With a former lover on the loose, an armed to the teeth and psychopathic, out to destroy her world forever one, could she save her friends?
With her friends dying around her, maybe a better
question was could she save herself?
Soldiers & Secrets by E. Jon Gant
PUBLISHER: Blazing Heart Publishing
RELEASE DATE: August 31, 2018
GENRE: Blazing FF, Alternative (LGBT), Sic-Fi, Military, Action Adventure.
WORD COUNT: 66,857 words
PAGE COUNT: 285 pages
“I received a call saying there was trouble here. What is going
“I have just assaulted this soldier. You can arrest me, now.”
“No, it’s all right…”
“What?” The commander tilted his head to the right, frowning.
“I have just assaulted this soldier. Arrest me.”
“You want me to arrest you?”
“If you allow me to walk free, I shall kick this soldier so damned hard, he will not wake up for a week. Maybe longer.”
“That does it. You, Captain…”
“Captain Damascus, you are under arrest for assault. Get in the car.”
“You will not need the binders. I am not going to do anything stupid.”
“Anything else stupid.”
“As I said, anything stupid.”
Damascus dipped her head slightly as she got into the car. When the door closed and they were just about to move off, she turned, looked at the soldier on the ground and smiled. The soldier didn’t.
“They are ready for you, now.”
Damascus rose from the seat, waited until the squad formed around her, and watched as the commander tapped on the door, and swung it open. As they entered, they spread out, leaving Damascus at the mercy of the two men behind the big table. Her blank expression gave no hint of what she was feeling inside. Which was fortunate.
She swallowed the lump which had appeared in her throat.
“Captain Damascus, we have heard and read depositions from yourself and the other soldier involved in this, as well as numerous others from witnesses. Before we pronounce judgement, do you have anything else to add to this?”
Damascus sighed. “I don’t believe I have anything else to add at this point. If I say any more, I run the risk of repeating myself, and that will help neither you nor me.”
“Very well.” The figure glanced at the other, nodded. “Such an act of violence by a commissioned officer is not acceptable, and is generally punishable by expulsion. However, from your testimony and those of others, there are enough extenuating circumstances to avoid that measure. Nevertheless, this cannot be allowed to pass without some kind of visible punishment, simply to act as a deterrent towards others. Due to this, and this only, it has been decided to reduce you two ranks. You will be second lieutenant, transferring to a company in Portsmouth. We can offer you two weeks of extraordinary leave, which will be in addition to your current entitlement. Do you wish for us to make your travel arrangements, or can you make your own?”
“I have my own transport.”
“Very well. Do you have anything else to say?”
“Very well. In conclusion, all we can add is that this action was not taken lightly. You were provoked, but you gave the other party the opportunity to…”
“Is it necessary to say this?”
“No. I don’t really think it is.”
“Then, may I leave?”