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Delta (1st SFOD-D), is one of the U.S. special missions units primarily focused on the counter-terrorism mission. SFOD-Delta has been through a few name changes over the years, and even though it will likely always be known as SFOD–Delta, it was recently renamed the Combat Applications Group (CAG) and is now officially known as Army Compartmented Elements (ACE).

Though Delta Force is primarily a tier-one counter-terrorist unit, specifically directed to kill or capture high value units (HVU) or dismantle terrorist cells, Delta Force remains extremely flexible and can engage in direct action missions, hostage rescues, and covert missions working directly with the Central Intelligence Agency, as well as high ranking protective services of our senior leaders during visits in war torn countries.

Delta Force, headquartered at Fort Bragg in North Carolina, draws candidates from throughout the military, including the Coast Guard and National Guard, but mostly selects from the Army. Many of the operators likely come from the Army Rangers and the Green Berets. In addition to physical qualifications, Delta Force operators must be psychologically fit to conduct grueling operations. (Take note.)

The Phoenix Agency series was created in 2006 with the publication of JUNGLE INFERNO. When I created the hero I was influenced by my Concealed Carry instructor who was former Delta Force. And so the character of Mark Halloran was born. With JUNGLE INFERNO, I created what I hoped was an iconic figure who my readers would fall in love with,. After all this time, so far so good!

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Did . . . hear me?                                                                                                                                                                                                                         

Faith dropped her pen.


Yes. I heard you. Can you hear me?

She held her breath as the silence stretched unbearably. Then, just as she felt frustration grip her again, one word.


She wanted to laugh and cry. He’d heard her! He knew she’d gotten his message.

I’ll find you, Mark. Wherever you are.

More silence, but she forced herself to wait with as much patience as she could manage.

South America in . . .

Faith wanted to scream in frustration.

Where, Mark? Where in South America? Help me. It’s a big continent.

Hurry . . .

Somehow she knew this silence wouldn’t be broken. The invisible wall had slammed into place again. He was obviously trying to time his messages when the telepathic captor was otherwise mentally occupied. No problem. At least they’d made the connection.

Hurry, he’d said.

She’d hurry as fast as she could. Picking up the phone, she dialed a still-familiar number.