Shadows to Light (Shadows of Justice 5) by Black Regan

Author:Black, Regan [Black, Regan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Getaway Reads, LLC
Published: 2013-08-28T07:00:00+00:00

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Jameson hated that she'd tossed him out of the room right along with the others, but Slick Micky assured him she was safe and she couldn't run away. Resigned to giving her room to think and sort out some of this with Cali, he joined Callahan and Burkhardt for a workout.

"This place is incredible," he said when they walked into the gym.

Callahan shot him a look. "Thought you'd been here before."

Jameson tried to shrug it off, but Callahan reached out and pulled him into a headlock.

"I know the smuggler has a stealth suit. Just as I know you managed to lose one somewhere along the way."

Jameson twisted, tried to trip up his CO and missed, counting himself lucky when Callahan dropped him on the mat rather than the cement floor.

"Come on." He reached out a hand, but Jameson wasn't dumb enough to take it.

He rolled away, getting to his feet and leaving some room between them.

"So what did this enforcer do?"

Jameson tried to describe it. "He went in like he was going to break the guy's neck." Jameson moved his arm around an invisible opponent accordingly. "But then he rolled his hand or something. The guy went down, completely silent, completely dead, but the neck was in tact."

"Better than burning to death," Nathan said.

Jameson agreed. "And nothing to suggest foul play, unless they have enough remains to realize the guy didn't inhale any smoke."

"Neither did you, from the sound of it."

"I had plenty, thanks."

"Maybe Mira knows the move."

"Probably. She sure as hell knows which nerve the move affects."

Callahan nodded and motioned Nathan forward. Jameson watched them spar for a bit, then moved off to a nearby treadmill. Looking around he thought he might be in the wrong business. Slick Micky had one sweet little empire going here.

Maybe he should retire and help out with smuggler security. Or if not here, then some other company in town. The smuggler was connected to everything and everyone owed him a favor.

The military had been good to him, he'd seen every nasty corner of the world and a few of the nicer locations along the way. It might be nice to stay in one place for a while and travel when and where he wanted to travel.

He adjusted the incline and gradually increased his speed until his quads were burning. Hitting that runner's high felt almost as good as running in the mountains as his breath sawed in and out of his lungs.

A few less orders and a more predictable schedule might be nice. And when a Soldier started thinking seriously along those lines it was time to get out, but the idea of real retirement made him pause.

"I warmed him up. Now it's your turn," Nathan said, pointing to the mat. "He's in a vicious mood."

Of course now that he'd clocked a couple hard miles the CO wanted a crack at him. "He's not the only one," Jameson muttered.

This whole operation sucked. Boring observation detail, blatant attacks from bizarre-o people who were supposed to heal others.

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