Sheik's Revenge by Loreth Anne White

Author:Loreth Anne White
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction, Suspense, Contemporary, General
ISBN: 9780373277803
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-05-21T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

The prepaid cell phone inside the top drawer of Isaiah Gold’s desk rang. His pulse quickened as he yanked open the drawer and answered it.

He listened carefully to what the caller had to say, then killed the call. Isaiah leaned slowly back in his leather chair, mulling over what the envoy of the New Moor had just told him—the Russian arms dealer had been killed in Algiers by Sheik Omair Al Arif, who himself had escaped the bullet of the STRIKE operative sent to assassinate him.

And because Faith Sinclair had missed, the MagMo sniper positioned in the minaret had in turn hesitated and failed to take her out. The MagMo sniper had since been found stabbed to death in a market in the casbah.

Both Sinclair and Al Arif had meanwhile gone to ground. Whether together or solo was still in question.

Isaiah reached for his pen and tapped it rhythmically on his desk blotter. What really troubled him was not so much the fact Sinclair had failed to assassinate Omair Al Arif—that could still be done, and the Moor saw the attempt as being a good faith move on the part of the senator. No, what concerned Isaiah was the fact Sinclair must have by now realized she’d been set up by her own country. She could wreak untold damage if she took this to the media. The revelation she was an assassin sanctioned by the United States to kill on foreign soil could take down the U.S. government, kill Sam’s bid for the presidency. Which would in turn scuttle Isaiah’s own ambition to be a quiet and driving force behind one of the most powerful offices in the world.

Sinclair was a dangerous loose cannon. She had to be found and eliminated, stat.

Isaiah rubbed his brow. Sam didn’t need to know about this. Not yet. It would distract him from the campaign. He’d handle it himself.

He scooped up the prepaid cell, pocketed it, and left his office to take a walk into the park. Once he was near the fountain he dialed an unlisted number and listened to the phone ring.

Travis Johnson answered.

* * *

As Faith tightened the belt around her abductor’s neck, she kept her blade pressed into his lower back. And she realized, from the bottom of her soul, she was unable to kill the father of her baby. Especially now that he’d created doubt about his identity, and her own unit.

Adrenaline screamed through her blood as she torqued the belt tighter, strangling his breath.

“Drop the weapon,” she whispered, hating the fact her body was trembling.

The rifle fell with a soft thud to the sand at his feet.

The camel moved on, still hobbled.

She tightened the belt more, and he reached to grasp her wrist. But she pushed the tip of the blade into his skin.

“Don’t move.”

He stilled, but was rasping for breath.

She had to be careful not strangle him to death, just render him unconscious. But he held on, fighting it. Then slowly she felt his body give, and he slumped to the ground.

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