Strike Force by Beth Rhodes

Author:Beth Rhodes [Rhodes, Beth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

She slept lightly, the throb in her arm reminding her of Malcolm, who also had his share of scars. Did his chest still bother him? He’d had no more episodes since the return from overseas. As pissed as she’d been at him for not being forthcoming about his blackouts while they were in Qatar, their return to the States had been like a turning point for him; every day he was stronger and more confident.

Which made his anger that much scarier and harder to face. She’d lied to herself and lied to him. She hadn’t been able to walk away; she’d underestimated him.

Had she really thought he would leave for Raleigh without looking back?

Yes.

Yes indeed. Why had he come back? He could have reported to Hawk she’d gone rogue and washed his hands of her. Why hadn’t he?

As quietly as possible, she sat up and looked around as her eyes adjusted to the dark. She blinked and saw Malcolm on the bench her uncle had installed against the stone wall of the cave. Uncle Bert had been strict. This wasn’t a place for friends, not a place to play. Only two times had they used this cave before…

The night her parents died and Uncle Bert had rescued her on that dark road. They’d come here. And again when she was in high school and Uncle Bert had come back from a job. His last job, he’d said.

Whatever he’d done had left someone ticked. She’d never gotten the details. His close-mouthed anger had been her first experience of doubt. Questioning everything, she hadn’t known what to trust. Though she’d loved her uncle, she’d wanted to break away.

Her throat closed at the memories.

She would do anything to go back and have one regular day with Uncle Bert. The ones where they’d wake up and have an early breakfast, then maybe take a ride up the coast and pretend they were off to conquer Canada. Sometimes, they’d imagine they were on the run and the cops were on their tails.

A smile broke the tear loose, making it fall down her cheek.

She was going to have to go back to Vladimir Dimitru’s home and find out if her uncle was still alive. She had to save him.

Marie picked up the armband. She would use whatever she had to get him back.

On tiptoe, she made her way to the ladder and then looked back. The morning glow that filled the cave from the opening at the water was beginning to break the darkness, and the form of Malcolm, lying on the bench, his arms under the back of his head, his feet crossed, shifted.

She stopped…and waited.

When he didn’t move again, she made her way up the ladder. She couldn’t take him with her.

No. She’d started this. He might want to intervene and right her wrongs…or whatever it was he was thinking when he looked at her with those fuck-me eyes filled with storms of disapproval. But what if something happened to him because of

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