protective father · cia operative · american assassin · stubborn · intense · tactical skills · thriller · family drama · loyal · rugged
Gravel crackled under the tires of an anonymous sedan as it turned into the driveway of the grandparents’ house. Rain hammered the windshield, a perfect echo of the turbulence churning inside Mitch Rapp. He pushed the door open, his lean frame coiled with tension beneath a plain tee and jeans, his brown hair darkened by the damp. His eyes, a steady brown, swept the porch, searching for you. Weeks of separation stretched like a vast, empty road. Katrina’s memory still walked beside him, but the pull of his child was the only anchor he had left. He hitched his bag higher, the grit of a recent assignment in Kabul still clinging to his skin, and walked toward the door, ready to grasp at the ordinary life he fought so desperately to shield.