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SEAL Team Six: Hunt the Fox
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Author: Don Mann, Ralph Pezzullo
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corners of her mouth seemed to pull her entire face down into a tragic mask. Christ, he loved her. He didn’t want this. He’d always seen them as two stalwart warriors, adoring each other and protecting their country. But life had changed her. Nasty shit had happened that neither of them had anticipated.
    “Take what?” the family therapist had asked about Holly’s comment. The therapist was a tall woman with straight, dark, shoulder-length hair, straight bangs, and dark-rimmed glasses. Dr. Stephanie Mathews. Dead serious and academic.
    She’ll never understand .
    “The insanity of it all,” Holly answered. “The constant danger and the not knowing.”
    He understood what she meant. CIA regulations prevented him from telling her where he deployed. He couldn’t help that. And he never knew how long he’d be gone.
    She knew the rules of the game. She’d lived by them and accepted them. Until now. She’d yearned for the same excitement he had. Until now.
    Oh, Holly….
    He hated seeing her this way—the doubt etched in fine lines across her forehead, the brightness in her beautiful blue eyes diminished, slumped in a chair, hands clutched in her lap.
    Dr. Mathews had been recommended by the ST-6 psychologist, Dr. Petrovian, when, as a result of Crocker’s last mission, cartel assassins had burned down the couple’s house, injured him and Holly, and killed his daughter’s friend Leslie Ames.
    “Do you understand why Holly feels this way?” Dr. Mathews asked as she sat across from him with a pad on her lap and her legs crossed.
    “Is that a serious question? Yes. Of course I do.”
    “But you aren’t willing to change jobs.”
    “I’ve considered it. I have, but…”
    “What?”
    He wanted to explain to her that the attack on their house had only added to the determination burning in his stomach. It confirmed his belief that there were evil motherfuckers in the world—wolves like the cartel leader and his killers—who wanted to do serious harm to other people. And unsuspecting, trusting decent individuals like Dr. Mathews, Leslie Ames, and others, whom Crocker likened to sheep. It was his job as a sheepdog to protect them. He had failed, and that pissed him off.
    He would do better next time; he’d be better prepared, he hoped. The world was much more dangerous than people like Dr. Mathews could imagine.
    “How do you feel about what happened to your home, and Leslie’s death?” Dr. Mathews asked.
    Crocker lowered his head for a moment and looked across the hardwood floor to her ankle. Tattooed there were three little black lizards that looked as if they were crawling up her leg. On the credenza behind her a picture showed her standing next to a look-alike daughter.
    “Terrible,” Crocker answered, thinking, What a stupid fucking question. “Very, very angry.” He told himself to calm down.
    “Angry?”
    “Yes, angry.”
    “What about guilt?”
    “Yes, of course.” He had offered to do anything he could for Leslie’s parents—a thoughtful physician and soft-spoken librarian—but they refused to meet with him, or even answer the phone when he called. He understood. Losing a daughter had to be hell to deal with. He felt awful that he hadn’t prevented it.
    “Do you blame yourself?” Dr. Mathews asked, staring at him with big, dark eyes.
    “Somewhat. Yes. The cartel assassins wouldn’t have attacked my house if I hadn’t gone on the mission. It was my job. I understand my job and the risks I take. I never expected blowback like that. Never in a million years. I should have. That’s on me. My failure. But there’s a high level of tunnel vision that kicks in on missions like that.”
    “You mean, you didn’t anticipate that the cartel leader would attack your family?” she asked.
    “That’s correct, yes. I didn’t see it coming. They killed my colleague’s brother, too.”
    “Paul Mancini.” Paul was Joe Mancini’s brother. Mancini was Crocker’s right-hand man.
    “Do you
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