Base Branch Series--Box Set 3 by Megan Mitcham

Base Branch Series--Box Set 3 by Megan Mitcham

Author:Megan Mitcham [Mitcham, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781941899328
Publisher: MM Publishing LLC


17

The file attachments next to one another at the bottom of the email showed no thumbnail image. Each had its own label.

Tyler. Marina.

Cara clicked on the first. A small window appeared with an opaque play button. Behind it, Tyler hung in the dark barn. His hands coiled with a rope stretched above his head. A floodlight illuminated his taut expression, the rage in his gaze, his naked body, and the blood coating his skin.

The impact knocked her back, forcing her to plant both feet on the ground and face the devastating reality.

She loved Tyler. And she might never get the chance to love him.

“Everything okay?” Tucker stepped forward.

The action kicked Cara out of her petrified stupor. Her gaze tore away from the grim scene, and it met Tucker’s knowing eyes.

Was Marina a victim in all this or the orchestrator? She didn’t know. The two possibilities spelled out two very different ends for the girl.

“I have to go make peace with my past…or kill it.” She headed for the door. “Call me in ten minutes. I’ll know more then. I’m borrowing a car. A fast one. You can have one of your guys bring me the keys, or I’m wiring the thing. Oh, and drop that security wall. I don’t have time to screw with it.”

“Cara.” His voice wasn’t loud, but it demanded her attention.

She didn’t want to give it. It took time, and she had to hotwire a car and drive a distance that a few weeks ago had taken her and Tyler more than an hour. Her hand landed hard on the knob and jerked the door open, but she spared Tucker a glance.

“I have a chopper headed to base with two agents. If you’ll wait, it’s yours.”

“How far out?”

“Twenty minutes.”

“Does it have to refuel?”

“Yes.”

She calculated the numbers. If she pushed, she could get there faster. The drive might kill her, but it would be hard and fast. Sitting around would turn life into a torturous series of milliseconds.

“No go,” Cara decided.

“Then take this.” A key fob sailed through the air in her direction. On instinct, she snagged it before it hit her.

“Thank you.”

“Thank me by bringing it back in one piece. Take a right out of the bank of elevators. It’s next to the red truck.”

If she needed to drive—what was apparently Tucker’s personal car—through a battlefield to save the people she loved, she wouldn’t hesitate. Instead of making false promises or wasting any more time, Cara sprinted to the staircase. She gripped the rail and leaped. The balls of her feet grazed every third step on her climb up three levels to the parking garage. Reverberations of her labored breaths echoed off the concrete.

The metal door smacked into the wall from the brunt of her exit from the stairwell out onto the lot. Her feet didn’t slow. She depressed the unlock button and ran full tilt toward a sleek black Audi parked next to another monstrous truck. What was it with people in this country and their hulking automobiles?

Her thumb held the phone’s center button until it beeped.



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