Hashtag Rogue by Chautona Havig

Author:Chautona Havig [Havig, Chautona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Havilah Press Publications
Published: 2019-09-02T22:00:00+00:00

“Keith.”

Pain sliced through him as Keith jumped to his feet, knife at the ready. The sight of Mark standing there proved a theory he’d always had about hidden entrances to key locations. His arm dropped. The knife clattered to the floor.

Langat spoke from the doorway behind him. “How did they find us?”

Mark would want to know, too, so Keith said it again. “They didn’t. Random mugging.”

With a dismissive wave, Langat scoffed, “You let a mugger get you?”

He’d have ignored the man’s opinions if the insult hadn’t crushed the injury to his jaw—if Langat hadn’t been responsible for it in the first place. “Hard to fight with a broken jaw.”

“How’d they break your jaw, Keith?”

He turned to Mark and tried to enunciate without moving his mouth too much. “They didn’t.” His glare indicated the real culprit. “He did.”

Protests filled the room. Langat ranted, raved, wailed about the injustice of a man of his importance being chained up like a common criminal. Keith just waited. He hadn’t expected to be privy to this moment.

“You’re in breach of contract, Mr. Langat.” Mark stepped closer. He could be an intimidating man in a casual conversation. Ticked off and worried about an agent made him almost terrifying to Keith. He could only imagine what Langat thought of it.

“You agreed to it. Page four, paragraph six, line three. You initialed. Would you like to see a copy?”

A short shake of the head. Downcast eyes. For a moment, Keith actually thought the man would capitulate. A moment later, that thought died.

Langat rushed Mark, ready to fight his way out.

Survival. That’s good. He’s still fighting.

Mark had him against the back of the couch in a cop’s hold in five seconds flat. “I should drop you off at your embassy.”

“No!” The barked order shifted to pleading. “I am sorry. I did not think you would actually do it.”

Why did people always assume those possibilities were for everyone but themselves? Keith shot the question at Mark who somehow managed to roll his eyes without moving them. Keith couldn’t hear what Mark said to the man, but when Langat stepped away from the couch, he adopted an air of deference and apologized. “I did not mean to hurt you.”

A small smile played about the corners of the man’s mouth. Despite feigned respect, Langat liked thinking he’d bested an agent. Maybe I should have clocked him one. It’s so hard to know sometimes.

“If Keith wasn’t the nice guy he is, you’d be the one sporting the broken jaw. If I know my man, he let you get the punch—”

Both men blurted out, “Kick.”

“Fine, get the kick in because he didn’t want to have to hurt you.”

Whatever else was said, Keith missed. Mark relegated him to the secure room while dealing with Langat and joined him there a few minutes later. The moment he stepped into the room and saw Keith’s face, his expression changed from grim to concerned.

“Are you really okay?”

“Dr. Brecham would be a better one to ask. I think so, though.

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