Attempted Assassination (Supernatural Renegades Book 7) by Carly Fall

Author:Carly Fall [Fall, Carly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Westward Publishing
Published: 2017-01-12T18:30:00+00:00

On that night, they’d become inseparable, and they’d married during a small wedding in her mothers’ church three months later.

She lay in a big bed now, and she reached over to the empty pillow, wishing and praying that one day, she’d see Jordan lying there, smiling at her, pulling her to him and whispering words of devotion as he passionately made love to her.

23

“Jordan, I’d like to introduce you to Dr. Sidney Bullot. Doctor, this is Jordan.”

He eyed the tall, thin man in his fifties with the hard, brown eyes and a hawkish nose, and silently cursed. The doctor didn’t look friendly in the least bit, and he wondered why Joe had introduced them.

“After Sidney’s finished examining you, I want to have a brief discussion with you.”

As the doctor approached his bed, there weren’t any smiles, no hello, how are you, which was fine with him. He wasn’t exactly in a chatty mood, and he seriously doubted he had a choice on the ‘discussion’ Joe wanted.

Jordan swore someone had filled his limbs with cottage cheese. He felt so weak, both physically and mentally. His last session with Ava and that damn dog had nearly destroyed him. He had truly wanted to die, and now had developed a deep fear of the woman and the mutt.

The doctor said nothing as he examined him. His blood pressure was taken, his eyes dilated with a bright light, and then the doctor looked up his nose, and drew some blood with enough finesse, Jordan didn’t even feel the needle slide in.

He didn’t know what it all was about, but at this point, he didn’t care.

The doctor left the room, and Joe rolled himself over to the bed.

“Jordan, what do you think is going to become of you?”

Well, that was a stupid question. After he got his strength back, he would rain the fires of Hell down on everyone in this house, killing them all.

Yeah, it sounded good, but honestly, he wondered how long it would be until he felt sturdy enough to get up off the bed without requiring copious amounts of energy. If they kept exposing him to Ava, it could be a really long time.

Joe pushed his glasses up his nose. “Do you think I’m just going to let you walk out of here, knowing that I’m your target? That the other men in this house will be in danger, as well?”

He didn’t answer, but that would be a very stupid thing to do, and Joe Smith seemed anything but stupid.

“And what do you think will happen when you don’t show up for your post assassination forty-eight hour check-in?”

Hell, he didn’t even know how long he’d been here. He had no idea how much time had passed. And, how in the fuck did Joe know about that?

But, he did have an idea of what would happen to him if he did get out of here. His handler at Group Nine would wonder where he’d been, and he imagined there’d be some creative questioning involving him getting hurt, just to make sure he didn’t lie.

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