Securing Julia (Special Forces: Operation Alpha) (Morgan Thompson Security Book 4) by Danielle Pays & Operation Alpha

Author:Danielle Pays & Operation Alpha [Pays, Danielle & Alpha, Operation]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aces Press, LLC
Published: 2023-09-11T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Julia

“Yeah, she’s here and ready to go. Let’s meet at the airport. You know the one,” Doogan says into his phone.

The airport? Is he really back to that? There is no way in hell I can let him get me on a plane. I know what will happen if he does.

“Of course, we’ll get payment upon receipt. I understand. Look, what happened last time wasn’t my fault.” His jaw tenses as whoever he is talking to raises his voice. “Don’t worry, that guy won’t find us.”

Doogan paces as more yelling comes through the phone. Finally, it stops, and Doogan smiles. “You keep her in one piece, and we’ll have the funds by tonight.”

Well, I guess he’s going to try to get me on a plane today.

Doogan pockets his phone as he turns to me. “We need to go. Now.” He yanks me up and pushes me out the door.

“Wait! I thought you wanted Fox, too.” I try to dig in my heels, but with bare feet, I can’t seem to get any traction.

“I’ll come back for him.” He drags me to the back of his car and opens the trunk. “Get in.”

“No, I’m handcuffed. It’s not necessary.”

He laughs. “I don’t care whether it’s necessary.”

There are some old grocery bags in the trunk, along with a tire iron. That’s when the idea comes to me.

I nod to the trunk. “You want me to get in there with a tire iron? Sure, that will be helpful when you open the trunk back up.” I step toward the trunk.

“Wait!” He stops me. “You sure have a smart mouth on you.” He turns to grab the tire iron, and that’s when I make my move.

Lifting my arms, I step up behind him, then force my arms down over his head until I’m applying pressure to his throat with the metal of the cuffs.

He grabs for my hands as I dip down, bending my knees, lifting my feet off the ground, causing the cuffs to press against his throat with my full body weight.

Doogan drops to his knees, relieving some of the pressure as he thrusts his elbow back at me, hitting me in the side. I don’t relent as I apply as much pressure as I can. He swings his body to the left, trying to loosen my grip. But I hold on tight. We struggle like this for what feels like an eternity but is probably only a few minutes before Doogan falls to the ground. I lift my arms and stand up. Carefully, I check his pulse.

He’s alive, just knocked out. I search his pockets and locate the key to the cuffs. I get them off as he starts to wake. My plan was to put the cuffs on him, but if I try, it might become a wrestling match. Dammit, where are the car keys? They must be in another pocket.

He groans and starts to move. Without a gun, I don’t have a lot of options here, so I drop the cuffs and run toward the road.

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