Mr. January: Mercer's War Book 1 by Jordan Dane

Author:Jordan Dane [Dane, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cosas Finas Publications
Published: 2017-04-10T18:30:00+00:00

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Laramie Mountains

North of Cheyenne, Wyoming

Two hours later

Zoey nodded off twice as she sat in the backseat, wearing the black hood. She’d given up trying to memorize road noise and sounds, like they did on TV cop shows. She had no idea how much time had passed, but her mind had grown numb with boredom.

Mr. January relished the silence.

He hadn’t bound her hands behind her back. She could’ve lifted the hood at any time and cheated, but she chose not to. Instinct told her that he had more to lose than she did in abiding by the arrangement for the hoodie.

“You asked if I trusted you, but I have a feeling you’re the one who has more at risk. Am I right?” Her attempt to engage him in conversation didn’t score a grunt.

“That guy called you ‘sir.’ Why? Does he work for you?”

Still no answer.

“If you’re not going to talk to me, can you turn on some music?” She didn’t wait for his reply. “How much longer will it be? My bladder is asking.”

As if in answer, the radio erupted with classical music. The volume was turned up loud enough to drown out her version of twenty questions. Under her velvet hoodie, Zoey winced and raised her voice.

“Ever hear of Kenny Chesney, Luke Bryan or Blake Shelton?” she asked. “Or that classic song, ‘Mama get a hammer, there’s a fly on daddy’s head.’ Or ‘If the phone don’t ring, you’ll know it’s me.”

“Doesn’t…ring.” His deep masculine voice sounded good to her ears, like a scented and warm blanket fresh from a dryer.

“No, I’m sure it’s ‘don’t.’ Country music gets special dispensation for bad grammar. It’s a thing, like on Twitter.”

Who knew? It took poor grammar to get Mr. January to open his mouth. When Zoey sensed the Navigator slowing down, she raised her head.

“We there?”

“Close enough. You can take the hood off now. It’ll be dark soon.”

Zoey pulled the hood off her head and waited for her bleary eyesight to clear. When she could finally see straight, her jaw dropped and she gasped.

A fiery sunset speared its flickering rays through a dense stand of trees. Mammoth Ponderosa pines and birch trees, Aspens, and Cottonwoods dappled the hills. The forest surrounded the biggest house she had ever seen in real life—a sprawling architectural wonder, the estate fit into the hillside as if it were part of the lush landscape.

The modulated buildings with their flat, terraced rooflines had countless vistas to view the grounds—or provide higher elevations for a well-placed sniper to defend the property. Sections of the complex were dug into a mountain. The design reminded her of ancient Native American cliff dwellings.

“You better turn around and leave before we get arrested. How do you know these people? You don’t expect me to pick the lock, do you?”

Mr. January raised an eyebrow and unleashed a double-shot of his annoyance as he drove through a stone archway with an impressive iron gate. He didn’t stop at the manned guard station. A man dressed in black BDUs—looking like a SWAT team member—waved him through with a nod.

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