A wonderful review received from a world class individual. Major General (Ret) Raul Cun'ha was head of the Portuguese Special Forces, UN Military Chief in Sarajevo, Military Attache' to UN Secretary General Kofi Annan and Nato Commander in Afghanistan.
"A beautiful story! Finished reading! Actually, once I began, I could not stop until the end. It was that captivating. My sincere congratulations on your writing. It is both interesting and precise, and in some particulars, beautifully described. I volunteer now to translate into Portuguese..."
An excerpt:
The woman second to enter, had taken Starr’s breath away. But more than that, she looked familiar. He could not put a name to the face, but at that moment a name was the farthest thing from his mind. She had shoulder-length straight blonde hair and pale green unassuming eyes. She was wearing just a hint of makeup around her eyes and was smiling at something that the older woman had said. That smile seemed to light up her face, displaying no affectations at all. She simply was as she appeared without apologies. She moved with the grace of an athlete. She seemed to glide with little effort, and with a long and elegant neck, she reminded him of a young mare wanting to kick up its heels. She was tall with a slim, graceful figure and gently-rounded hips. The impression she imparted was stunning. She wore form-fitting black slacks and a thin white silk turtleneck. If Starr had been able to tear his eyes from her and look around the room, he would have noticed that many conversations had ceased. He was not the only admirer of this gorgeous creature.
As the young woman turned to scan the crowd, her eyes settled on Starr and stopped. He returned her gaze and could not look away. Without betraying any emotion, color started to rise from under her silk shell, slowly making its way upwards toward her face.
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