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Unconditional Surrender

Denise A. Agnew

Dedication

To Ernestine (Pam) Banikowski October 12, 1926-April 13, 2007

I’m honored to have known such a classy, spirited, and creative woman.

Rest in peace, Pam.

The name Ernestine was written into this tale before I learned of Ernestine’s passing.

That, among other things, compels me to honor her here in this dedication.

Thank you to my husband, retired Chief Warrant Officer Terrance B. Agnew, Lise

Fuller, Thomas B. Fuller, Jody Allen, E.F. Leddy, MG Spikers, and Mark Pfeiffer for

information on Army Special Forces.

Silly Fact That Made It Into My Fiction:

Once upon a time and long, long ago, I walked into my workplace one morning and

discovered that winds gusting upwards of 100 miles per hour had torn the double front

doors to pieces. Insulation, glass, and ceiling tiles were littered everywhere.

And that wasn’t even during a tornado.

Unconditional Surrender

Chapter One

Fredricka Ann Bodine had never seen a book she didn’t like.

Maybe read one she didn’t care for, but certainly never saw one she didn’t like.

But there was one she qualified as most favorite. As she cruised down the long aisle

filled with books, she inhaled the bouquet of old leather, fine paper, and—well—dust.

The head librarian, Ernestine, didn’t keep this old place as clean as she used to.

Freddie stopped at her favorite area in the aisle and reached for the huge picture

volume. Ah, yeah. She grinned. She couldn’t believe it was still here after all this years.

Twenty years to be exact. Thank God she’d been working out. This book weighed a ton.

She hefted the huge book and headed toward the end of the aisle near the wall. A

cozy spot waited. She sank into the padded chair and laid the book on the desk in front of

her. The tall sides of the library desk shielded her from prying eyes.

Yeah—like—you’re the only one in here other than Ernestine.

Still, the deliciousness of the moment, the clandestine feeling surprised Freddie. The

ridiculousness also teased her. Clarksville, Wyoming had a lot of secrets, and while her

love for this book wouldn’t cause a scandal, she still counted it as one she didn’t want

everyone to know. Satisfied, she smiled, tucked errant strands of hair behind her ears, and

opened the colorful volume.

And stopped dead cold.

“Damn it,” she said in disbelief. “Damn it.”

“Freddie?”

She almost came out of her skin. She whirled to the left. Standing at the very end of

the aisle, Keith Wallace stared at her with a furrowed brow.

“Oh—um, hi.” Her voice cracked and she cleared her throat. “I didn’t know you

were here. Or even in town.”

“I didn’t know you were in town.” His voice, deep and overlaid with a sexy

huskiness, had always melted her insides like the most delicious combination of peanut

butter and chocolate and stirred feelings she didn’t want to have.

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