With No Remorse by Cindy Gerard

Author:Cindy Gerard
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Pocket
Published: 2011-07-19T05:00:00+00:00

18

Jesus, sweet Jesus, we're going to die!

Val was past caring that she was one note shy of a full-blown hysteria opera.

She'd weathered plenty of bumpy flights and even a life-flashing-before-your-eyes moment when lightning hit her flight over Switzerland a few years ago. But never, as she'd racked up hundreds of thousands of frequent-flyer miles, had she experienced a takeoff like this one.

While the aircraft was clearly loved and well cared for, the Beechcraft hadn't rolled off the assembly line yesterday. The twin-engine turboprop had some years on her. And as the high wind coming over the mountains rattled the plane like ice cubes in a martini shaker, she swore to God she heard rivets pop and seams rip.

The turbulence did its damnedest to throw the small aircraft into the mountains they were attempting to rise above.

The engines whined. The fuselage groaned and creaked. And outside the windows, she was certain she saw the wings flap like a spastic stork as the whipping turbulence conspired with gravity to take them down.

The cargo hold vibrated so hard she had to clench her teeth together to keep them from chipping.

"When will we be out of this turbulence?"

"Soon. Once we get over the mountains," Luke said, looking a little gray as they hit an air pocket and dropped what felt like a mile in a nanosecond.

We're going to die!

"Not today," Luke assured her, and she realize she'd spoken aloud.

She closed her eyes and went to her "happy place," and stayed there long enough that it took several moments to realize the violent shaking had eased into more of a washboard-road sort of ride. And several moments more to realize that Luke was prying her fingers off of his forearm, where she'd locked them like eagle talons.

"Sorry," she said, flexing her fingers to get the circulation back.

"S'okay," he said, gingerly rubbing his arm.

"Really, really sorry." God, she was embarrassed.

"And it's really, really okay." He shot her a quick grin. "Want to ask Primetime if we can go back and do that again?"

She laughed--he always managed to make her laugh--and checked her watch.

Fourteen hours? Had only fourteen hours passed since this hair-raising thrill ride had begun back on that train? She felt like she'd lived half a lifetime.

She glanced at Luke. What was she going to do about him? And what, she thought, rubbing at a throbbing ache in her temples, could she possibly conclude about Marcus?

Did he have something to do with what was happening to her? Was that how those men had found her?

She refused to believe it. It had to be something else. Maybe whoever was after her had figured out a way to bypass his security, and was monitoring his calls without his knowledge.

Or maybe Luke was right, she thought with a dispirited sigh. Maybe Marcus had betrayed her yet again.

God, she was tired. Tired of running. Tired of being afraid. Tired of trying to figure out whom she could trust.

Luke. She could trust Luke.

When his voice broke the silence with a soft, concerned "You doin' okay, Angelface?" she fought tears.

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