Ky (In the Company of Snipers Book 13) by Irish Winters

Ky (In the Company of Snipers Book 13) by Irish Winters

Author:Irish Winters [Winters, Irish]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Windy Days Press
Published: 2016-09-26T18:30:00+00:00


“You satisfied now?” Ky asked as he stepped back into his TEAMwear trousers and pulled them up over his cold ass hiding his scars as quickly as he could.

“Sorry, son. I had to be sure. Let’s get out of here.”

“Not so fast. It’s your turn. Take ’em off.”

“Excuse me?” Becker bristled. “I don’t think that’s necessary.”

“Why not? You don’t think I’ve got suspicions about you and Chase?”

Becker’s lips turned into an upside-down smile. “Guess you’re right. You already know I’m not wearing a wire. How about I just let you check my scalp for that spider-thing? That way I don’t have to undress and freeze my—”

“How about you drop your pants and let me be the judge of whether you’re wearing a wire or not? For all you know, someone could’ve taped one up the crack of your ass. You could be sending signals off the top of your bushy head and not know it. Now drop ’em.”

Becker groused and grumbled, but undressed as quickly as Ky had. Neither man appreciated seeing the other’s naked body, so visual inspections were fast and brief. Before Ky had himself tucked back into his jacket, Becker was pulling his pants up and his layers of shirts down.

“Crap, it’s freezing,” he muttered, fumbling with the snaps on his pants. “So how’d you and Eden meet? You work an op together?”

Ky shook his head, “Not exactly.” Becker didn’t fool Ky. He was trolling for info.

“College? Neighbors?”

“What’s it matter? Let’s move out.”

Becker shrugged into his heavy fur-lined jacket. “I don’t guess it does. Just seems the more I know about a guy, the easier he is to trust.”

Talking about those days never ended well. Ky gulped, but supplied the missing cipher. “She came to me during a particularly bad time in Afghanistan.”

“Torture?” Becker asked quietly, his hand warm and steady on Ky’s shoulder. “That’s why the scars. I’m sorry, son. How long? Where?”

“Five days. Just outside Kabul.” Hell, everywhere. My back. My face. Down—there.

“Ahh. Our little psychic wonder picked up a signal from you, didn’t she? What’d she do? Make one of your wardens drop dead so you could escape?”

Ky shook his head. “No. She’s not like that. She just... she just stayed with me until the end. There was no way I could’ve escaped, not after they...” He swallowed hard, the damned tent suddenly stuffy as hell. “And then Lee Hart showed up and—”

“The same Lee Hart who works for Alex? No shit?”

“Yeah. He was stuck inside one of Nizari’s cells, too. She sent him some kind of mental message. That’s, umm, all.” Ky blew out a deep breath, needing this confession to end.

Becker’s grip tightened. “No wonder Stewart relies on you like he does. I’m damned proud to know you, son.”

“Why do you keep calling me that?” Ky had to know. “I’ve got a good father. I don’t need another.” Not that Ky considered Becker father material.

“You’re right,” Becker said, “but I’m the oldest agent on this screwed-up op, and it’s my job to make sure the rest of you make it home in one piece.



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