Red Zone by Janet Elizabeth Henderson

Red Zone by Janet Elizabeth Henderson

Author:Janet Elizabeth Henderson [Henderson, Janet Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Amara, Military Romance, Mystery & Suspense Romance, Science Fiction Romance, romantic suspense, Military Science Fiction, Action & Adventure Romance Fiction, Conspiracy Thrillers, Mystery Romance, Romantic Heroes Alpha Males, Romantic Heroes Spies
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-04-21T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty-Three

They had Friday.

They’d taken her from him. Taken her when he’d promised to keep her safe. He was going to paint Mexico red with the blood of the men who stole her from him. Rage was a cold blade inside him. Honed and ready to strike. Even as the door of the vehicle slammed shut, leaving him with the memory of her terror-stricken face, Striker knew nothing short of death would keep him from getting her back.

From his position, crouched in the driver’s seat, he heard the gunfire ease. They had what they wanted. Killing Striker and Mace wasn’t part of the plan. All they cared about was capturing the woman.

That didn’t mean they wouldn’t die.

“On three.” He barked the order, knowing his teammate would already know what he intended. They’d been in this situation too many times to count and knew how to cover each other’s backs.

“One. Two. Three.” They sat up at the same time, firing over each other’s shoulders, taking out as many of the enemy as they could.

When they were finished, there was silence.

“This side is clear.” Mace threw open his door and they scrambled out. Keeping their backs to the car, using it for cover. “You go after Friday, I’ll deal with this.”

“This first—nobody walks out of here. Am I clear?” He couldn’t take the chance that a survivor would come after his woman. And she was his. In a way he couldn’t explain but felt deep in his soul. They were linked together, as though made for each other, and he wouldn’t let anyone threaten her, or the thing building between them.

He ripped off his eyepatch and stared at the car parked at an angle behind theirs. Three men were hunkered down behind it, using it as cover, their heat signatures clearly visible to him through the vehicle. He took aim. Three shots later, they were no longer a threat.

“I should have put a tracker on her,” Mace said. “I never even thought about it. Now we don’t know which way they went. Shit, we need to get the team to hack into the camera grid. See if they can spot her.”

“There’s no need.” Striker checked his gun. Empty. He strode over to one of the dead men and relieved him of his laser gun. “I know where she’s heading. They’re going south on the highway out of the city.”

“Did you put a tracker on her?”

“No.” He looked up at his second-in-command, his gaze icy. “My diamondback is with her.”

It took a second for his words to sink in before his partner’s eyes dropped to Striker’s neck where the diamondback’s head normally rested. “No way.”

“It threw itself at her when she screamed my name. Damn near ripped me apart separating that fast. It’s in the van with her now.”

He started jogging in the direction the kidnappers had taken Friday. Behind him, sirens blared, and he knew the cops were looking for them. With the number of cameras covering the area, it wouldn’t take long for them to be found.



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