Survive By The Team (Team Fear Book 3) by Cindy Skaggs

Author:Cindy Skaggs [Skaggs, Cindy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Sin Street
Published: 2017-06-23T04:00:00+00:00

Loose springs jabbed Stills in the hip every time he turned. The couch wasn’t the most comfortable bed he’d ever had, but he’d had worse. Bitter cold seeped through the log walls as the night wore on. He got four hours of rack time before his gut started screaming. The whiteout outside was as bright as noon in the desert, but it wasn’t daylight that woke him. Nor the cold. It was the persistent feeling that being at Gault’s cabin wasn’t an accident. Some elusive thought was poking at his brain like a fucking ice pick, accompanied by the mother of all headaches. Fowler had been to this cabin after Gault died, because Gault had told him about the laptop with Madigan’s autopsy, but...

Shit, he couldn’t figure out what had woken him, so Stills added logs to the banked fire and started a pot of coffee. He opened the front door, but a drift had piled snow up midway. The rockers on the porch were covered in snow and last night’s tire tracks were obscured. They weren’t going anywhere.

He winged off a text to the team and got an instant reply. Few words passed between them. He let them know they were at Gault’s cabin and in return they had some answers for Mandi.

The cabin was the same size and type as his uncle’s, but this was nicer. More feminine, he guessed, with touches like the afghan and rustic pictures on the log walls. There were dishes and silverware, which was the exact opposite of his experience. Stills was used to eating cold food out of a can when he went hunting with his uncle. This place had the kind of warmth no amount of money—no logs in the fire—could emulate. And the whole place smelled like Mandi. She was sweet and he was the sugar addict who wanted to lap her up, even knowing it was wrong, knowing she was too good for him.

Fuck. The sooner he figured out why his internal radar was pinging, the better. They could head back down the mountain and meet up with the team. And get him the fuck away from the temptation of Mandi’s soft skin.

The kiss had been a mistake. A tantalizing mistake. She tasted like sweet tea and forever, and he knew damn well he didn’t have that much time left in this world. Added to it, she was Gault’s sister, which meant off limits. There were rules for this sort of thing. So he packed her into a mental box as he had Shelley and started to search the cabin.

He started in the bathroom where he looked in every cabinet and poked every log, looking for a hiding place. Gault wasn’t killed just for the autopsies. Sure, the autopsies were a problem, but the company had to figure they would get them eventually. Plus, his gut was never wrong. He turned the main level of the cabin upside down but didn’t find a scrap of evidence. He was on

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