Ghost Unit 03 - Wanna Play by Gail Faulkner

Author:Gail Faulkner [Faulkner, Gail]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2007-07-06T12:13:42+00:00

Chapter Six

Robert and Remington Morgan casually leaned on the hood of the Escalade watching the Winston jet pull off the runway and park beside the hanger. They were both tall men though Rem was more heavily muscled than his father. Sleek, feline features were a look they shared. The elder Morgan’s face was a bit more lined with age, but his body showed few other signs of it. Shortly the plane door opened and three individuals emerged.

The late Central Florida night hosted a full moon flirting with dark, low-hanging clouds. Around them the air was thick with humidity. Elusive, murky reflections in the puddles on the pavement created patches of night that moved with the individuals crossing the runway in shadowy relief.

“Damn,” the elder Morgan murmured under his breath as the small group

approached.

Three people strung out in a line glided toward them in long-limbed strides, a male flanking the woman on either side. Relatively comfortable on friendly ground, they didn’t bother closing jackets, indifferently revealing strapped-on weapons as they moved. Backlit by runway ground lights, an indefinable air of combat simmered off the group as if it were a dark cape swirling in their wake. The impression of danger grew to palpable proportions as they neared.

“Yeah,” Rem agreed with his father’s mostly unspoken comment as the trio approached.

The eye was naturally drawn to the woman. Her tall form was clad in leather from head to foot, though she wasn’t covered. She did have on a light silk jacket, but it was left open and billowing softly behind her as she moved. Her long muscled torso was left bare by the cropped lace-up vest and low-riding hip-huggers. Flat-heeled, knee-high boots added to her aura of deadly sexuality in a way that drew one in and demanded distance at the same time. The need for distance was further reinforced by the dark stains smeared across her body and clothing that could be blood or dirt in this light.

Either way it was evident she’d seen action.

Even if the Morgans didn’t know anything about the events earlier this evening, she was the one in the trio who they’d be most wary of. The two men were alert, scanning their surroundings with battle awareness. She seemed boldly relaxed with danger.

Either she trusted the men implicitly to alert to a threat or she didn’t feel there was a threat out there that she couldn’t beat. The confidence combined with her outfit created an edgy sexuality she carried with ease.

The men greeted each other with long-standing familiarity and introductions were made for Jas. The two Morgans seated in front, the Escalade was equipped with two 83

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more captain’s chairs and a comfortable bench seat behind those. The Cadillac ride was nearly silent luxury to the kitchen entrance of the sprawling ranch house. Jas appeared relaxed but Blaster was aware of her taking in every detail. The charming actress role was a damn good place for the huntress to hide, he realized.

They entered a big country kitchen, which seemed filled with people when they all filed in.

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