Breaking Point by Suzanne Brockmann

Author:Suzanne Brockmann [Brockmann, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Fiction, Suspense, General
ISBN: 9780345480125
Publisher: Ballantine Books
Published: 2005-04-15T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

C-130 TROOP TRANSPORT—28,000 FEET OVER POLAND

JUNE 22, 2005

PRESENT DAY

It had been years since Jones had been a passenger on a U.S. military transport plane.

He’d never expected to board one again—at least not without handcuffs and leg shackles.

And never, not in his wildest dreams, had he imagined being asked, after achieving cruising altitude, by a gay FBI agent, no less—what was the world coming to?—whether he wanted cream and sugar in his coffee.

“Black’s fine,” he said.

As Jules Cassidy vanished toward the galley, Jones watched Max, who was talking on his cell phone on the other side of the cabin. One of the calls he was making was to some civilian security team called Troubleshooters Incorporated. He was hoping to hire some backup.

From the look on his face, the news he was getting wasn’t good.

“You okay?” the little gay agent asked as he came back with the coffee in a styrofoam cup, genuine concern in his eyes.

“Yeah,” Jones said. “Thanks.” If being worried shitless about Molly could be called okay.

Jules sat down in the seat next to him. They had the entire space to themselves—not a lot of troops being moved today. At least not to Indonesia. The fact that they were in the air at all was entirely due to Max’s clout. It was possible that one of the phone calls the former FBI bigwig had taken—out on the tarmac, after Jones had managed to completely embarrass himself—had been the U.S. vice president.

“We’re going to find her,” Jules said. For someone who was not only severely height challenged, but prettier than two-thirds of the women on the planet, Jules Cassidy exuded a christload of confidence. “Wherever she is, we’ll get her out. Safely. Gina, too.”

“With just the three of us?” Jones wasn’t convinced. While he had to admit that there probably never was a good day for a terrorist attack, the timing of this one really sucked. Jules’s request for support from SEAL Team Sixteen had already been denied.

“If we have to,” Jules said, and he wasn’t just bullshitting. He really believed it.

Over across the cabin, Max was still talking on the phone. Lines of weariness etched his face.

“I’m not sure what to call you,” Jules continued, pulling Jones’s attention back. “You know, what name to use. You have so many.”

“You can call me whatever the hell you want.” He took the lid off his coffee.

“You just . . . seemed uncomfortable before, when Max called you Morant.”

Jones took a sip of coffee. It burned all the way down. “And my discomfort level is of concern to you because . . . ?”

Jules smiled. “It’s been a long time since you’ve been a team player, Grady, hasn’t it?”

“You know,” he said, “I think I would prefer it if you called me Jones.”

“Not feeling so much like Grady anymore, huh? That must be weird.” Jules’s eyes were sympathetic over the top of his coffee cup as he took a sip. “Plus, you were using the name Dave Jones when you first met Molly.

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