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Five Years in Yemen is Book V in the Titus Ray Thriller Series. To view the book trailer and a brief description, click here. Read a First Chapter excerpt below.

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Chapter 1

Tuesday, October 13

Douglas Carlton, my boss and the head of the Middle East desk at the CIA, wanted to see me. As I travelled north along the Capital Beltway on my way to his townhouse in McLean, Virginia, I thought about our last conversation.

It had taken place in his office at the Agency twenty‑four hours ago when he’d signed off on my three‑month leave following the successful completion of Operation Peaceful Retrieval.

At the time, Carlton had seemed upset, and I’d wondered if his disgruntled attitude and the Top‑Secret file on his desk were related.

He’d hinted the file contained the components of a new intelligence operation, one I would have been offered had the Deputy Director of Operations (DDO) not just given me a leave of absence.

Although I’d tried to pry the details out of him, he’d only offered me the bare facts; Jacob Levin—a CIA contractor who’d disappeared in Iraq five years ago—had been spotted in Yemen, and the DDO wanted to know what he was doing there.

Carlton had also implied the operation had political ramifications attached to it, and that it required the President’s approval before it could be implemented. More than likely, the political aspects of the operation had been the reason for his crankiness.

Playing politics, while putting America’s security at stake, was one of Carlton’s pet peeves—one of many.

He’d refused to tell me what the politics of the situation  were, and after we’d said our goodbyes, I’d walked out of my boss’s office thinking I wouldn’t see him again for three months.

That had brought a smile to my face.

For the past six months, we’d worked together on three separate operations, and I was looking forward to some time off.

No, scratch that.

The only thing I was looking forward to in the next three months was spending time with Nikki Saxon.

Although Nikki and I had only known each other a short time, I’d surprised myself yesterday by asking her to marry me.

As soon as I’d put the ring on her finger, Carlton had called and invited me to drop by his townhouse in McLean.

“It’s nothing urgent,” he said. “Come by tomorrow around seven.”

“Should I pick up dinner for us?”

“Sure, grab us a pizza from Listrani’s. I’ll call it in.”

Of course, he would call it in. That’s what Carlton did.

I was a Level 1 covert intelligence officer at the CIA, and Douglas Carlton was my handler.

He handled things.

Most of the time, I let him.

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