Hunted (COBRA Securities Book 12) by Velvet Vaughn

Author:Velvet Vaughn [Vaughn, Velvet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Grant flexed his shoulders, trying to ease the knotted muscles as he lay in wait for the members of Dominar to arrive for the gas. He and Wyatt had split up, each taking a position to watch the truck. He had his sniper rifle positioned but hesitated to use it. He didn’t want a stray bullet piercing the tank and inadvertently releasing the gas. Wyatt was stationed inside the maintenance hub, dressed as a mechanic. From Grant’s vantage point, he had a clear view of the space and could eliminate a threat if necessary.

“Incoming,” Wyatt said through the comms.

Grant lifted his head to see a black Ford pick-up truck bumping along the road in excess of the speed limit, kicking up a trail of dirt. The driver whipped the pick-up to a stop beside the semi, the back end fishtailing before it came to a stop. Two men jumped out, both dressed in the unmistakable red berets that proclaimed them members of the infamous drug cartel, and they both carried machine guns.

One man opened the driver’s side and jumped in, while the other rounded the hood and climbed into the passenger seat. When the driver turned the key and nothing happened, the driver cursed. Grant kept his laser trained on the man’s forehead as he gestured wildly with his hands. Finally the passenger threw open his door and slid out. He stomped to the maintenance building. Wyatt had him unconscious within seconds and tied up a moment later. He dragged him out of sight and waited for the next man to come inside.

After a few minutes, the driver threw up his hands and then opened his door and jumped to the ground. He marched to the building, calling his friend’s name. He didn’t see Wyatt, either. His coworker rendered him unconscious in moments.

Grant hopped up from his hiding spot, slung his rifle over his shoulder, and jogged over to the building. The men had left the keys in the Ford. He rifled through the glove box and console, looking for any incriminating evidence. He pocketed the notes and then started up the truck. He pulled it out of sight in case other members of the cartel arrived to see what was going on.

By the time he jogged back to the maintenance building, Wyatt had the two men stripped to their skivvies and tied up, their backs propped against the wall.

“Nothing on them,” Wyatt announced.

“I found this.” He held up the documents that gave the instructions on where to find the truck and how to disburse the gas.

One of the men started to come around. He rolled his head and when he realized the situation, his eyes widened. They spent the next thirty minutes trying to extract information from the men, but they refused to talk. Short of torture, they were out of options. Grant had just suggested tossing them inside the tank full of gas to make them talk when the loud rumble of vehicles shook the ground.

“More incoming,” Wyatt proclaimed unnecessarily.

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