Soldier's Last Stand by Cindy Dees

Author:Cindy Dees [Dees, Cindy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romantic Suspense
ISBN: 9780373277353
Google: KmFSYMVZXrQC
Amazon: 0373277350
Barnesnoble: 0373277350
Goodreads: 11049205
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

The bar Annika chose for their meeting turned out to be less than three blocks from where Eve had shot Brady the night before. Surely that was no coincidence.

“I’ll go with you,” Brady declared.

Eve sighed. “You know you can’t. Annika will have her crew there and one of them might spot you. They’d recognize you at the Three Palms.”

“But we’ve got no surveillance set up for this meeting,” he protested.

“Then I guess I’ll have to do my job and go in all by myself.”

“I don’t like it.”

She smiled to lighten the mood, but the truth was she didn’t like it, either. She didn’t have any choice, though. Right now, what Annika wanted, Annika got.

“I’m going to put a bug in your purse.” Brady raised a hand to forestall any arguments from her. “It’s inside an MP3 player and looks exactly like the guts of the radio. It would take a microscope to tell it from the real thing. Annika can tear your player apart and still not know she’s looking at a bug. It even plays music.”

She took the player and its jumble of earplugs and stuffed it in her purse without argument. She might be walking a tightrope, but she wasn’t quite ready to do it without a net.

The seedy bar was a far cry from the Crystal Room of two nights before. As Eve looked around the smoky interior, she was grateful she’d dressed down. Not that jeans and a baggy T-shirt prevented the usual whistles and catcalls.

Annika was seated in a booth in the far corner, her back against the wall just like the old gunfighters in American Western movies, wearing her usual Goth attire. Eve slid into the booth beside Curly. There was no sign of Pierre or André, but surely they were nearby.

She glanced down at the empty table in front of Annika. “You’re not drinking tonight?”

The terrorist shrugged. “I was just waiting for you.”

Alarm was as sharp and bright in Eve’s throat as a dagger to the windpipe. “Are we going somewhere?”

“Yes. Let’s go.”

It was another test. Eve was sure of it. Probing to figure out what Annika was up to, she asked lightly, “Are you going to show me how to do something cool like wire—”

Annika cut her off with a violent slash of her hand through the air. “Never talk about such things, even in jest. It draws attention. Makes people remember your face. Surely Viktor taught you that.”

Eve laughed to hide her nervousness. “Not an issue for me. People remember my face regardless of what I do.”

Annika gave her a sour look. “I’ll bet they do. Normally, I wouldn’t use you on a team for that very reason. But in this case, I can use your looks to get into that resort. Assuming you’re alive in an hour.”

Eve sighed. “Do you threaten all your new recruits like this? Because really, it’s getting old. Kill me or accept me, but just get on with it.”

Annika’s gaze went black. Opaque. Hard. Yikes. The psycho terrorist was back in full force.

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