Hawke's Fury by Reavis Z. Wortham

Author:Reavis Z. Wortham
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pinnacle Books
Published: 2020-03-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 28

I squeezed in the back seat between Ex and Victim, two guys big as mountains. Prosecutor rode in the rear cargo area, saying he preferred to spread out rather than to be stuck in the middle between those guys. I wish I’d thought of it before everyone loaded up.

Though the Expedition had a lot of room, it was crowded in there between two professional shooters covered in battle gear and firearms. I added a little to the constriction because of the tactical vest they gave me. I’m sure I looked ridiculous with it strapped over my flowery yellow Aloha shirt, but it was better than getting shot again.

The desert camo vest helped hide some of the shirt’s glare, and I was thankful for that. No one had brought extra clothing, or I would have borrowed at least a T-shirt. They were dressed for the mission, and spare shirts for visitors weren’t included.

Judge spoke over his shoulder. “We’re making entrance into the compound at three. That’s all you get to know. When we come back, it may be hot, so I need you behind this wheel, waiting. Just be ready to drive us the hell out of there when we exfil. That’s your job.”

He paused, thinking. “I oughta have my head examined, bringing you along though.”

“It’s not your fault. I’m impulsive.”

“What’s that mean?”

“It means I’m giving you an out. This is my idea, but I don’t like staying behind.”

“Roger that. But you keep your ass right here in this vehicle, Ranger. You may be able to throw some weight around north of the river, but down here, I’m the stud duck.”

I have no idea what Defender was using to guide him along the dark desert, but we’d long since left the paved road and were zigzagging westward along a web of dirt roads. I lit up my phone, but the No Service sign was up.

Victim grunted. “Technology, huh. Nothing works down here in hell.”

“It probably wouldn’t work right for me if we were in the middle of a city.”

Ex coughed a laugh. “I was in Honolulu a couple of years ago and the damn map application wouldn’t load. I walked fourteen miles that day to a place that was three miles from where I started.”

Judge glanced back over his shoulder, but didn’t chime in. I’m sure he’d seen his men prepare for a mission a thousand times before, and much of it was banter and cross talk to bleed off nerves.

I’ve rolled with SWAT many times in the past, and have always been a little surprised at the conversations between the officers as they rode into danger. It’s their way of calming themselves before the storm.

As we rolled through the night, I checked the contents of my vest, making sure none of the magazines I’d inserted into the pockets had fallen out. It was impossible that they had, because they were designed to keep the magazines in until I needed them.

Ex watched me pat the pockets. He nodded. “I do the same thing.

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