Just what is Avenging Angel all about:

Angie grows up as a child soldier in a war-torn country in South America amongst a group of mercenaries, believing Morgan (the cruel and ruthless mercenary leader) is her father. When they both simultaneously discover she is not related, Angie sets out to find her real father, and Morgan sets out to destroy her.

Angie travels to the USA where she soon falls foul of the law. At the same time she assists a school held captive by a group of terrorists and meets McFarlane who is in charge of a covert FBI unit called Special Operations. He secretly recruits her and becomes her friend or evil genius, depending on which way you want to look at it.

As the search for her father continues, Angie forms some new friendships along the way, but also makes several more enemies. One of her enemies is US Federal Marshal Finlay. Finlay is a sadistic villain who sees Angie as the key to busting a major crime ring, and will stop at nothing to try and force her to cooperate. McFarlane promises to deal with Finlay, but eventually Angie runs out of patience and decides to take matters into her own hands.

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Her mother didn't know what to say. Would now be the time to tell her daughter the truth? It was tempting. Tell Angie everything and flee this hellhole. Start a new life. Yet if she did explain the situation, would Angie have the reasoning to know what to do? She was so very young, and so much under Morgan's sway. If she waited a few more years, then Angie would acquire more skills. The capabilities she would need to set them both free. And if she were older then perhaps it would be easier to explain the situation to Angie. But if she waited, maybe Angie would become even further influenced by their lifestyle. Become even harder and less receptive to her own way of thinking.

The changes were already happening and it broke her heart to see them. Angie used to be such a sweet innocent child. Now she was becoming tough and cruel. Like Morgan. She killed without thinking. If she had any sympathy at all for the enemy, she kept it well hidden. She shared the same bravado as all the men on the base. Suzanne couldn't even remember the last time she'd seen Angie cry, even when she'd been hurt. Although not as barbaric as Morgan, it was only a matter of time. The moment Angie learned the truth, Suzanne knew they'd both be plunged into immediate and mortal danger. Maybe it was this last aspect which held the most weight in her decision making. If it was just herself to consider she wouldn't hesitate to take a chance, but to put Angie in such danger when she was still so young… It didn't seem right.

And another one!

"Angie," Morgan said facing her. "It seems to me, and some of the men here, that your aim was a little off today. You're one of the best shots in the base. Would you care to explain?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," she replied evenly, meeting his cold gaze. Her legs felt weak as she fought back a wave of nausea.

He slapped her twice across the face, the second blow with the back of his hand, sending her to the ground. "Do you think you carry your rifle for decoration or something? When we shoot, we shoot to kill, not to frighten the damn villagers. You didn't even drop one of them, did you?"

She stood up feeling relieved. At least they hadn't found out about Jones. "No, I didn't drop one of them."

"Care to explain why?"

Angie knew his calm manner was not a good sign. He was mad. He just didn't show it. "I don't know. It was all too easy, I guess. They hardly had any weapons, mainly women and kids."

"You're soft," he snarled. "Lopez, Alderson, bring the prisoner here." He glared at her. "You've disgraced me, I should have you flogged. If you'd done what you'd been trained for we mightn't have lost Jones, one of the best explosives men I've ever had."

"I'm just as good with explosives," she commented defensively.
They dragged the young American soldier against a pole and tied him to it so he was standing, his arms bound behind his back. The poor bastard had been the sole survivor of Morgan's raid the previous week against the UN peacekeeping force on the outskirts of the city.
Angie guessed what Morgan's next order would be before he even spoke.

"Angie," Morgan snarled, a twisted smile on his lips. "I have no more use for this prisoner. Kill him."

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