Code of Ethics by Lynette Eason

Author:Lynette Eason
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romantic Suspense, FIC042060, FIC042040, FIC027110
ISBN: 9781493415410
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2018-06-22T04:00:00+00:00

While Ruthie was confident in her ability to shoot bull’s-eyes on paper targets, taking aim at a human being was another thing altogether. However, she simply couldn’t let Isaac face down a potentially dangerous man all by himself. Not that he hadn’t done it before, but she hadn’t been there during those times. This time, she was.

Isaac walked up the front steps and rang the bell.

And waited.

She stayed at the bottom and watched the windows. Ruthie had been the “bad guy” in enough training exercises with her brothers and sisters that she knew what they looked for when confronting a suspect.

When no one answered after the third knock and repeated punching of the doorbell, Isaac growled.

“Don’t think he’s here.”

“Maybe. Or he’s hiding.”

“What now?”

“I find a way in.”

“Um . . . isn’t that kind of like breaking and entering?”

“Kind of like it, yeah.”

“So, maybe you shouldn’t?”

“Probably not.”

But he was going to do it anyway.

“He might be hurt,” he said.

She raised a brow at him. “He might be.”

“Those guys could have caught up with him and his life could be in danger.”

“You’re stretching for exigent circumstances, aren’t you?”

“I am.”

“Still, it could be possible. I mean, we don’t know who was in that van. We just assumed it was his sister and her kids.”

He jerked and real worry filtered into his gaze. “You’re right.”

“I am?”

“Yes, actually.” He tried the knob. Locked. “Sally? It’s Isaac Martinez. You in there?” When he got no response, he touched the etched-glass window pane next to the door, then made a fist.

“Go through the garage window if you’re thinking about breaking that,” she said. “The door leading into the house is probably unlocked.”

He stared at her for a moment. “You really missed your calling.”

They made their way around to the side of the house where the garage window was low enough for him to climb into. He reared back to smash it, then stopped and gave it a shove upward. He shook his head when it slid on the tracks high enough for him to fit through. He looked at Ruthie. “I suppose you’re going to insist on coming.”

“You really have to ask?”

He helped her through the window.

Once inside the home, Isaac let his gaze wander around the kitchen. “Nothing looks out of place in here.”

The kitchen opened up into the den, which had toys strewn from one end to the other. A bag of diapers spilled over in the corner next to the television. As though someone had grabbed a handful in a hurry?

With his weapon gripped in his right hand and his left arm hugged up against him in the sling, Isaac made his way down the hall. Ruthie stayed behind him, watching to make sure no one popped out and shot him in the back.

Her palm itched to pull the weapon resting snug against her skin, but she’d promised. And so far, she had no reason to need it. Thank goodness.

They finally stepped into the master bedroom, and Isaac drew up short.

“What is it?” she asked.

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