Right to Rule: Hunter Wars Book Five (The Hunter Wars 5) by Tanner SD

Author:Tanner, SD [Tanner, SD]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-02-26T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Devil’s play (TL)

Having left Mike, Benny, the shooters and other prisoners with just a faint chance of escape, they made their way to the hotel Saunders told them they were most likely to find Ruler. To say he wasn’t happy was an understatement. Everything was pissing him off. Gears should have left the prisoners where they were, but as usual, his know-it-all, do-gooder, over-controlling brother had to be the hero even when there was no way to be one. Usually he just went along with whatever fool idea Gears and Pax came up with. He always figured as long as he kept a close eye on the pair of them, he could step in whenever their shared idiocy bordered on insanity. It was a way of life that worked since he met them at the age of ten, but this time it cost Lydia her life and he blamed Gears for that. If Gears hadn’t dragged his ass to the UK, he would have been at the Ranch, or at least had the time to shore up the defenses there.

They were walking the short distance from the office tower, where they’d found the prisoners, to the hotel. Glaring at the back of Gears head, he thought, stupid asshole. He didn’t really understand why he was so angry with Gears and Pax, but all he wanted to do was take a swing at both of them. Still walking behind them, he saw the entrance to the hotel was made of darkened glass and black marble. Craning his neck to look up, it was at least fifty stories high, but with a fairly small footprint, no wider than most of the surrounding buildings. Sighing, he watched Gears make a hand signal, which he took to mean they needed to be cautious and thought, no shit.

Entering the foyer, Gears told them to brazen it out and act as if they belonged there. Through his radio mike, he listened to Gears. “Find the stairs.”

Shaking his head, he thought miserably, I’m not walking up fifty flights of stairs. Inside the foyer there was what must have once been a glamorous marble-topped reception desk, but now it was dusty, scuffed and battered. To the left of the long reception desk were a bank of gold colored elevators and he strode over to them and pressed the button to go up. The button lit up and glowed in the dim light inside the foyer, and sensing Gears walk up behind him, he heard him quietly say, “Huh, didn’t expect that.”

Rolling his eyes, he cradled his gun and said nothing, looking impassive, while he waited for the elevator. Standing facing the elevator doors, he recalled seeing a long black limousine parked out the front and wondered if they could use it for an emergency extract. Ip had brought her three hunters with her and they were now snuffling and growling while they too waited for the elevator.

After a waiting less than half a minute, Pax complained, “I don’t think it’s workin’.

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