Blood & Fire (Vigilante Crime Series Book 2) by Kristi Belcamino

Author:Kristi Belcamino [Belcamino, Kristi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-11T16:00:00+00:00

17

Present Day

Australia

Rose waited until the police lowered their guns and then carefully made her way down the steep incline, Dylan at her side, his nose close to her thigh.

When they reached flat ground, she reached down and took his collar. He looked up at her in surprise.

“Ssshhh, boy. We don’t want to give them any excuse to shoot you.”

Rose wasn’t a fan of police, but she didn’t dislike them either.

She was ambiguous in her feelings.

To her, they were basically useless.

They’d been unable to solve Timothy’s murder. She’d had to do it on her own.

But she still had a grudging respect for authority.

Nico had instilled that in her.

Which was ironic since he’d been a world-famous cartel leader, flaunting his crimes without shame.

Rose took a few steps toward the vehicles and then stopped, giving a slight nod to the man closest to her, who seemed to be the one in charge.

He nodded back and took a step toward her. She noticed his eyes scan her for weapons.

She was wearing her standard uniform: green khaki pants; a black tank top; black combat boots; a small black backpack slung over one shoulder. He couldn’t see the knife tucked into an ankle strap. The first thing she’d done after leaving the airport in her rental car was stop by a hunting store to buy the knife.

“Are you armed?” he asked in his thick Australian accent.

“I’ve a knife strapped to my lower leg.”

He nodded.

“Are you from the States?” He frowned slightly as he asked. He was good. For most people, her accent was hard to peg. She’d never sounded like other Americans, even when she’d lived there. It had to do with her eclectic upbringing. Born in Mexico with Spanish as her first language. English was her second, and she spoke that until she moved to Italy and learned Italian. Then she moved to Barcelona and adopted the Catalan language.

“I have lived there.” It was not a way to avoid conversation. It was simply the truth. She couldn’t even say she was raised there. Not really.

“Do you live here now, then? In these parts?” he said in his lilting accent.

She slowly shook her head. “Just arrived last night.”

His shoulders visibly relaxed. He believed her. And was mentally ruling her out as a suspect.

“I’m Inspector Harris,” he said. She didn’t give her name. Not yet.

She took him in. He was old but attractive with warm eyes and a ready smile. His hair was thick but starting to bald. She could see the veins on his arms where they extended from his short-sleeved shirt. He worked out. A lot.

“Could we talk then?” he said.

“Okay.”

He jutted his chin over his shoulder. “In my car, perhaps?”

That offer from anyone else would have felt like a trap, but Rose instinctively trusted this man. More than anything, she trusted her gut. It had served her well her entire life.

Eva had taught her—and all the other assassins—this.

“As long as my dog can come.”

The woman with the other dog was gripping the leash tightly. The dog was still snarling and tugging at the leash, ready to tear Dylan into little bits.

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