Delta: Revenge by Cristin Harber

Author:Cristin Harber
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: romantic suspense, military romance, bad boy romance, sports romance, spies, SEAL, new adult, contemporary romance
Publisher: Mill Creek Press
Published: 2016-04-26T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

One Hour Earlier

“I’m sorry. What?” Javier’s arms hung numb as he tried to wrap his head around the words their team leader had said in perfect English. It could’ve been perfect Portuguese or Spanish, languages he understood perfectly, and Javier still would have needed the repeat.

Brock’s forehead pinched, a mixture of annoyance and understanding clouding his eyes. “Jensen can’t get ahold of Sophia. Whispering Willow—and a shit ton of other classified operations—have been compromised. Classified documents were leaked online, and they’ve gone viral. Her name and contact have been publicly identified.”

“I thought she was an aid worker.” Ryder stepped forward.

Brock grumbled. “Guess she’s not.”

The steady pounding of his heart echoed in his ears. Processing straight facts wouldn’t compute. This wasn’t like a normal op. It wasn’t even like being thrown into a street fight where he had little intel on his opponent nor a surefire map to victory. The unknown was terrifying, and Javier couldn’t remember feeling like this ever before.

“Sophia’s missing,” he murmured. “And working on Whispering Willow, which has been compromised.”

Brock nodded.

“What exactly is Whispering Willow?”

Their team leader’s jaw flexed, restraint and resolve as evident as aggravation in his demeanor. “Whispering Willow has been classified as need to know. Which we don’t know.”

Motherfucker. A growl began in Javier’s chest, quietly seeping through his grinding teeth. “Okay.”

Brock pushed his sleeves up to the elbow. “What we do know: Sophia was on her way to meet Hana Ferrera. As you’re probably familiar with the name, she’s the wife of Marco Ferrera.”

What? “How is this need-to-know, and we don’t need to know what she was working on?”

“Not my call, Brazil.”

Ryder slapped Javier on the back, a cue that he needed to take it down a couple hundred notches. Brock wasn’t the bad guy. He was working off what they had, which wasn’t much. But Delta didn’t need much. Give them a high-value target and a general idea of where in the world it was, and they would find it.

But the target was Sophia? And within a few miles of his location? It was as if he couldn’t have enough intel to make the operations happen swiftly or surely enough. Couple that with anything PC related, and his mind was spiraling, hungry to destroy those assholes.

And Sophia was working on something with the PC? How did he not know that shit?

Brock’s phone chirped, and the team waited, agitated that Colin’s little sister, that his… interest had become the focus of their work. Brock listened and made notes, requesting coordinates as Javier prayed to get to her.

“Roger that.” Brock dropped his phone back into the holster. “Titan’s HQ pinpointed her cell phone and credit cards. They’re running a mile a minute, likely stolen. They’ve got suspicious activity near Calle República de Ecuador, police and PC both on scene, locals doing what locals do.”

Fuck. What locals did was let mob law take place whether the police were there or not. “So we go?”

“We have to,” Ryder added.

Brock nodded. “Hostile urban environment. But yeah, we go.

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