Siren's Treasure by Debbie Herbert

Author:Debbie Herbert
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Landry eased out of bed, careful not to awaken Jet. He pushed open the bedroom door and light from the hallway spilled into the room. Her pale skin seemed to shimmer in the semidarkness. He leaned over to smooth a lock of hair from her face and again noticed the faint etchings of some past trauma that had left small white scars on the sides of her neck, so eerily like the mermaid of his past that it disturbed him. Jet’s ebony hair framed the patrician features of her face. Full red lips were curved as if she were having sweet dreams. She looked like a dark angel, he decided. A very sexy dark angel.

He frowned at the direction of his thoughts. Jet Bosarge was getting to him. Getting to him bad. First, he went into overprotective mode to keep her from Hammonds. Second, the news she was missing had scared him shitless. And then tonight when they’d landed in his bed, he’d been flooded with mixed feelings of tenderness and passion. It was so much more than mere physical need. Frankly, it made him nervous as hell.

He grabbed his discarded clothes from the floor and left the room, shutting the door quietly behind him. Jet appeared to be exhausted from wherever the hell she’d been. Time enough to question her later. He still needed more concrete information before he went to his supervisors.

Something had been tickling the back of his brain. Something he couldn’t quite catch, like trying to remember a dream fading away as soon as you awakened.

Landry quickly dressed, booted up the computer and read more on the hydrogen bomb. After nearly half an hour of reviewing the material, a name jumped out at him—Brian Tindol, copilot of the plane that scuttled the H-bomb to land.

He’d heard that name before today, Landry was positive. It was unusual enough to catch his eye. But where? He pulled out the files on Vargas and Hammonds, searching for a connection. He would try Hammonds’s phone list first, since there were fewer names and numbers to scan. Twenty minutes later, Landry neatly tucked the phone records back in the Hammonds file and determinedly started on Vargas’s records.

Bingo! Vargas had been in extensive communication with one Jim Tindol. He’d bet his house that Jim was related to Brian. Satisfaction settled deep in his bones now that he had a connection between the H-bomb and Perry Hammonds. He’d call his supervisors in Mobile in the morning and let them run a background check to confirm the Tindols were related. The sooner he laid this case to rest, the sooner he and Jet could put Hammonds behind them.

* * *

Perry smirked, his brown eyes taking on the sly look of a fox that had cleverly sneaked into a chicken coop to survey the easy prey. “You’re mine. All mine,” he said in a singsong chant. “Forever and ever.”

Bubbles of frustration spewed in Jet’s gut, before rising and clogging her throat in a stifled scream.

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