His Oath: A CIA Military Romance (The Protector Series Book 2) by Lilian Monroe

Author:Lilian Monroe [Monroe, Lilian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-11T16:00:00+00:00

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Chris

The D.C. Central Detention Facility—the D.C. Jail— was a sprawling, squarish block of buildings. Little square windows peppered the terracotta walls as they loomed up around me. It almost looked like a depressing kind of school, but only if the school was in Soviet Russia and had barbed wire around it. I drove slowly, trying to keep my heart rate and my breath under control.

This was about control. I didn’t know if Blanchet would have anything useful to tell me or if I was on a wild goose chase thinking that I was the target in the first place.

Maybe Cat had fooled me, just like I’d been fooled before. Maybe this was just an elaborate betrayal, and I was about to be exposed as a gullible idiot once again.

I shook my head. I couldn’t think like that. My deepest, darkest fear was a repeat of my first mission. It had been my first everything—well, almost everything. It was my first field operation with the CIA. It was my first time in active duty after I’d left the Marines. It was my first time undercover.

It was the first time I was in love, and the first time I was betrayed.

I could see all the signs of it with Cat. The uncontrollable feelings around her, the warmth in the center of my chest, the unyielding need to protect her. The oath I swore to myself to be by her side whenever she needed me.

Underpinning it all was fear.

I couldn’t let it happen again. Another betrayal would be the end of me. It would kill me.

The only way that I could get out of this was to learn the truth. And deep down, I knew that the only way that I could get out of this with Cat was to trust her.

Parking my car, I smoothed my hair down and took a deep breath. I took my driver’s license out of my wallet and slipped it in my pocket. Then, I stored my phone and wallet into the glove compartment and locked the car.

I was walking into the D.C. Jail to see the man that I’d sent here only a few months ago. A deep sense of foreboding nestled in the pit of my stomach as I crossed the threshold into the lobby. It was like the air in this place was stifled, like the crushed spirits of hundreds of men behind bars slowly poisoned the entire building.

I couldn’t imagine being locked up. Losing my freedom would be worse than losing my life. I shook the thought away and focused on the task ahead.

After I’d signed in, I waited to be led back to the visitation room. A guard called out my name and led me through a long, beige hallway. He opened the door to a room of little booths. Small dividers separated one window from another, and phone receivers hung on either side of the glass. The guard motioned to the second chair from the end, and I took a seat.

My stomach was in my throat.

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