Within His Sight by Denise A. Agnew

Author:Denise A. Agnew [Agnew, Denise A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction
Published: 2011-03-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Dace moved with agitation, ready for action. He wanted to get in there. “I’m not dressed up like this to go to a party, damn it.”

Craig MacGilvary clamped one hand on Dace’s shoulder as they stood at the ready. “You know the drill.”

Craig’s brother Trey, a sniper, was set up nearer to the Miller house and had reported what he could see. The information wasn’t good. Fucking not good at all. First, Hannah and DK had stood in front of the big picture window. Hannah had fallen to the side. Trey reported that DK hadn’t shot her, but she hadn’t moved. Right after they’d tried to establish contact they heard another shot. That scared the shit out of Dace, but he held his emotions back with steel-hard discipline.

The wind picked up, and a good inch of snow now covered the ground.

“Wait,” came the reply from Trey. The radio in the mobile command station crackled. “He’s got another woman in front of him as a shield. It’s Mary Wickes.”

Dace’s anxiety shot up, but he maintained.

“Can he see if Mary’s okay?” The incident commander, Jefferson Harris, asked over the radio.

“There’s blood on her forehead.”

Motherfucker! Dace closed his eyes.

Dace remembered, like a festering wound, the last time he’d experienced this screaming grief. This couldn’t happen to him … again. It was like a nightmare he couldn’t flee from, one of those horror movies where the victim wanders aimlessly into a maze he can’t escape until the hatchet-wielding creep-who-never-dies comes on the scene and does his grisly business.

Back to business, the team plotted what must happen next. After they’d decided, Harris said, “Let’s move in.”

Now we’re talking.

“Wait. Not you, Banovic,” Harris said.

“What?”

“Hold up a minute.” Older by a good ten years, the Captain looked at Dace with hard, assessing eyes. “You all right?”

“I’m peachy.”

The commander snorted, understanding in his blue eyes. “Be honest with yourself and me. Can you operate like you always do, how you’ve been trained? If you can’t, you’re not participating in this op. I don’t care how short we are.”

“I’m in control.”

The SWAT commander stared at him for a solid fifteen seconds, gaze assessing with hawk-like precision. “Okay. Get out of here.”

Intellectually, Dace understood he shouldn’t even be on this operation. Emotionally, he wouldn’t back down. They’d have to drag his ass out of here, kicking and screaming. He’d get Mary out of there alive if he had to lie down and die for her.

* * * *

DK’s forearm tightened around Mary’s throat and she winced. “DK, please. You’re hurting me.”

DK kept his pressure on her neck. She almost groaned. She glanced at Hannah, not that far from her, and realized the woman was breathing. “DK, it doesn’t have to be this way. We can stop this right now.”

“No way. I want to be dead.”

“Why?”

“Because I put up with my mother’s bullshit for a lifetime and now that lifetime is up. Plus, the other bastards where I used to work need to understand. They need to see that I’m no damned pushover and that I mean business.

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