Tempting Texas by Kimberly Raye

Author:Kimberly Raye
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

CHAPTER 19

It was a terrible night for a stakeout.

The moon was full, the stars bright, both of which made for poor cover for anyone trying to stay out of sight.

Silvery beams pushed down through the trees and illuminated the old truck and the smokestack that protruded from the rusted-out bed. Smoke whispered from the opening, fading into the sky like warm breath on a cold night.

Yep, it was a terrible night for a stakeout and prime time to get his ass blown to smithereens.

Hunter let the binoculars fall around his neck and shrank back behind the trees a good fifty yards away from ground zero. He couldn’t risk moving in closer, not with the game camera blinking on a nearby tree and the visibility of the full moon.

Seeing what was actually going on was going to be more difficult, so he was going to have to rely on his other senses.

Water trickled from a nearby stream, blending with the crickets that buzzed. His ears perked and he tuned his hearing, peeling away the various sounds until he heard the crackle of a fire. He couldn’t see anything with the old shell of the truck hiding what was underneath, but he knew there was a fire burning, feeding smoke through the pipe. They were brewing, which meant it wasn’t the Mayweather brothers because they were tucked away at home with a deep-dish pizza and a triple-threat brownie from the local Papa John’s. They’d been fired, all right.

Which meant someone had to have taken their place.

He eased slowly to the left, picking his way silently until he had a better vantage point.

He held up the binoculars, sweeping the area again until he finally noted the small round globe that perched on a tree branch nearby. It blended in for the most part, but Hunter had seen enough cameras to know one when he saw it. He studied the area, looking for more but there was just the one. It reflected a ray of moonlight that pushed down through the trees at just the right angle and stood out when it might have otherwise blended in.

Biding his time, he moved a safe distance around the perimeter, straining to hear voices or any indication that there were actual people nearby.

There had to be. The still was brewing so someone had to be tending it.

A faint thud, like metal hitting metal, pushed past the crickets and he stiffened. He watched as one of the old truck doors opened and a man emerged. He wore a baseball cap pulled low and a plaid shirt, the sleeves rolled up above his elbows. He dumped a jug full of liquid onto the ground before disappearing back inside the cab of the truck. His head bobbed and disappeared and Hunter knew the truck was just a cover for the still set up below, probably in a cave dug into the earth, the truck parked on top like a forgotten relic from the past year’s flood.

No one would suspect what was going on underneath.

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