My Colonel Husband’s Secret Mission
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On our anniversary, my husband, Colonel Elias Vance, lied to me—“urgent mission,” he said. I tracked his car. It wasn’t heading to base, but to the city’s top OB-GYN clinic. I hacked the clinic’s cameras. There he was, holding a pregnant woman, eyes full of tenderness he never gave me. “Elias, have you picked a name for the baby?” she whispered, hand on her belly. “Hope. For our love,” he said. A cold dread hit me. Then I called Military CommandI put the call on speaker and said, “Colonel Elias Vance has deserted. I suspect he’s leaking classified info.” 1 One sentence. It froze General…