Undercover SEAL by Paige Tyler

Author:Paige Tyler [Tyler, Paige]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-20T04:00:00+00:00

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“You don’t seem the worst for wear,” Munoz remarked.

Nash took the glass of expensive single malt the man offered and dropped into the leather wing chair positioned in front of the cartel boss’s desk. It had taken him a few minutes to change clothes, but after a quick conversation with Dalton, he’d come straight to Munoz’s study as requested.

He leaned back in his seat, his gaze drawn to the painting of a beautiful dark-haired woman on the wall behind the desk. For half a second, he thought the portrait was of Bristol, but the woman’s skin was much lighter, and he realized it must be Bristol’s mother. Nash couldn’t believe the cartel boss kept her picture in his study after he’d had her killed. Then again, maybe Munoz kept it as some kind of weird trophy. Or a constant reminder to Bristol.

The thought made Nash want to kill the cartel boss.

“Considering the fact that you were unarmed and Leon had a knife, one might say you came out of the fight nearly unscathed,” Munoz added as he moved around behind the desk and sat down.

Picking up a polished wooden box, Munoz took off the lid and held it out. Nash could smell the sweet aroma of tobacco from where he sat. He shook his head, declining the offer.

“I got a few scratches, nothing more,” Nash said in reply to Munoz comment. “I’m sure you didn’t ask me to come here to talk about my cuts and bruises. Why don’t we get to the point and talk about the fight Leon and I got into instead. I get the feeling it was supposed to be some kind of test.”

Munoz clipped the end off a cigar, then lit it slowly and carefully, eyeing him the whole time. “It was. I needed to know what kind of man you really are when pushed.”

Nash almost laughed. This clown had no idea what kind of man he was when pushed. But he was going to find out before this mission was over. “Why do you care what kind of man I am since it seems that neither you nor the men who work for you are interested in the training you’re paying me to provide?”

Munoz puffed on his cigar and relaxed back in his pricey leather chair. “You’re right. I’m not interested in the weapons training you’re here to give. I’m interested in your other talents.”

Nash sipped his whiskey, but didn’t say anything. He loved the sweet undertones you got with Scotch Whiskey. It was the only kind of alcohol he ever wasted his time on.

“What do you think of my daughter?” Munoz asked.

Nash’s hand tightened around the glass. How the hell was he supposed to answer that? It wasn’t like he could admit he still tasted Bristol on his lips from the make-out session they’d had earlier. No more than he could say that pulling away from her when he’d heard Munoz coming down the hallway had been one of the hardest things he’d ever done in his life.

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