Delta Collection Special Edition by Cristin Harber

Author:Cristin Harber
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: NLA Digital LLC
Published: 2017-11-18T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-four

They were the three unlikely amigos: Sophia, her mom, and Brock. In what world this was happening, Sophia had no clue, but her mom palmed a .22 as gracefully as she might a couture clutch. Brock jerked his head, Rambo code for “go that way,” and Mom read him loud and clear as if it wasn’t her first day out of designer heels.

Their intel had been deemed as accurate as possible. They had all but a live visual of Hana. Other than breaking into a hot facility, probably monitored by an underground terrorist cell, the op was a piece of cake, a simple smash and grab. Literally. There wasn’t time for sophisticated security dismantling even with Delta’s tech genius in their earpieces scrutinizing their every move.

Javier was in their earpieces, too. Brock, who had an eye for relationships or at least tried to insert himself into them—gruff and dickish though he was—wanted to know if that would make her nervous or not.

And her mom had asked as well. Another stunning shock, maybe even more shocking than the fact that Irene Cole was on Uncle Sam’s armed-and-dangerous payroll, was that she seemed genuinely interested in their relationship. She even went as far as prying, whereas Brock pretended he was not listening when he most certainly was.

The plan was simple: Brock would do the dirty work. Sophia would never see any of that. Mom might see some of that—a fact that Sophia was still coming to grips with—and Sophia’s only job was to be the friendly face that Hana needed to see to keep quiet.

Brock estimated the job should take less than two minutes, which included jumping out of the running car into the rain and returning with their high-value target. Hana. Her friend.

Between her friend, her mother’s involvement, and Brock’s oddball answers to hypothetical questions, Sophia was left chewing the inside of her mouth.

“What if someone steals the running car?” she asked.

“No one would be that stupid.”

“But what if?”

“Then, kaboom.”

Her jaw dropped. “You’d blow up someone who stole your car?”

“Sophia, don’t gape.” The mother she knew came out, reprimanding, and Sophia snapped her mouth closed.

“Trust me,” Brock grumbled. “In our world, it’s not the worst thing when something gets blown up.”

“Doesn’t sound great.” Sophia glanced at her mom.

“Better than somebody blowing up.”

Sage advice from Mom the spy.

“Tango one.” The low whisper of Brock’s voice tickled in her earpiece. “Subdued—Irene, behind you.”

A quick jostle of noise, and an unexpected second enemy made bile slosh in Sophia’s stomach as she quickly ran to the room Hana was determined to be in. She’d memorized the blueprints in the car on the ride over, but even as her feet moved with purpose, Sophia was waiting for her mom’s confirmation that everything would be alright.

“Second man down,” Mom announced.

Sophia’s heart jumped, then she opened the door, hoping to find an unsuspecting Hana. She put a finger to her lip, in case her friend needed shushing. Hana startled, but when she caught sight of Sophia’s face, she stood up without a word.

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