My Traitor by Nicolette Pierce

Author:Nicolette Pierce [Pierce, Nicolette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: nadia wolf, mystery, suspense, romance, deceit, military, lies, remy bourne, traitor, las vegas
Published: 2015-06-13T04:00:00+00:00

Ava pushed up from the ground. If he wanted blood, then that’s exactly what he was going to get. She just hoped it would be his blood.

* * *

“If I was experimented on, why would Venom allow me to live?” Remy asked. The thought of being someone’s lab experiment made his skin crawl. He would’ve known, wouldn’t he? It’s not like he was a small man who could be easily moved. No one person could carry him to a hotel room. A flash of red hair resurfaced from memories he had no recollection of. Her face was shaded, blurred into nothingness. Christ, he must have been lured.

“I don’t think you were supposed to live,” French answered. “The only reason Venom would leave you alone is if he thought you were dead.” French scratched his jaw, a peculiar expression on his face. “Or maybe—”

There was a knock on the office door.

“Enter,” French called.

A guard opened the door. “The jet is ready.”

“Good. We’ll be there in a moment.”

The guard nodded and stepped out, closing the door behind him.

Remy stood, ready for action. While he still wasn’t one hundred percent sold on French’s involvement, he did need the man’s help . . . and his jet.

French opened a desk drawer, withdrawing two revolvers. “You might as well gear up. We’ll be landing near the Turkey/Iraq border. I had hoped to bring the crew, but it looks like it will be just you and me.”

Remy took one of the guns to inspect it. “How do you know Ava is there?”

“I don’t.” French stood, taking the other gun. “But I recently heard of a man who was taken. The villagers say it was Venom. I want to hear the story.”

“We don’t have time. We have to find Ava and rescue her first.”

“And how do you propose we find her? The only information we have is from a cryptic feed, demanding Venom. We have to follow all leads.”

Remy shoved the gun into his waistband and headed to the door. “Then let’s go.”

“Have you ever been catapulted from a carrier before?” French asked nonchalantly.

Remy ran his hand over his head. “Are you frickin’ kidding me?”

“The jet can’t clear the runway.” He clapped Remy on the shoulder. “Don’t worry. It’ll be fun.”

“Catapulting a jet I’m sitting in doesn’t constitute as fun.”

French shrugged. “Well, just fun for me, then.”

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