“Well I’ll be damned.”

Colonel Miller exclaimed, rising from his desk the moment Jared stepped into the office, a broad grin on his face.

“The Jared fucking Lotto,” he said, walking around the desk with his hand already outstretched. “I have to say, when my assistant told me you’d requested an appointment, I thought she was pulling my leg.”

Jared took the hand and shook it firmly. “The honor’s mine, sir. I didn’t even know you were aware of me.”

Miller barked out a ...