Dangerous Heat by Sidney Bristol

Author:Sidney Bristol [Bristol, Sidney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense series, alpha hero, suspense, Military Romance, Fiction, Romance, Multicultural & Interracial, military
Google: LyOWDwAAQBAJ
Amazon: B07PQY7KYP
Goodreads: 44778255
Publisher: Inked Press
Published: 2019-04-29T00:00:00+00:00

15.

Wednesday. Soweto, South Africa.

Paxton hated this.

He’d slept in fits and bursts, his rest broken up with flashes of memory from last night running with Coco interspersed with twisted distortions projected forward on tonight. He was reconsidering his agreement with Coco. Silas wouldn’t blink if Paxton asked him to secure her, and he wouldn’t have to explain why. Silas was good like that. But Paxton couldn’t bring himself to go back on his promise.

Which was how he’d wound up in the back of one of the nondescript delivery trucks they’d borrowed with Coco by his side. It was late afternoon, pushing into evening. The sun was dipping below the horizon, but even at half strength the rays were turning the trailer into an oven.

This wasn’t the most absurd job he’d done. Hamstringing the poachers fell under preventative work, and while it was on the extreme end, it still wasn’t the craziest thing Paxton had ever done. But he’d never brought a civilian or client with him on the job. Though Coco wasn’t paying them so she also wasn’t a client. She had no defined role other than her knowledge and language skills.

He crossed his arms over his chest then stretched his fingers out, brushing her side where the Kevlar protected her vital organs. Coco glanced up at him. The black knit mask was pushed up on her forehead. Bits of her hair wrap stuck out as did a few curls. He stared into her eyes and prayed tonight went according to plan. If they could recover Utata’s horn and find evidence of either the tranq darts or Ebrahim’s involvement, they’d have something to go on. If not, at least they’d stall poaching for a while.

He knew that was what he should be focused on. After all, beefing up the anti-poaching and security teams was their primary focus. But it had all changed for him that first day when he’d seen her swinging that tree branch, a scaly baby nestled in her arms.

The truck slowed.

The men around them began tugging masks into place. They were all dressed alike in boots, dark jeans, black long-sleeved shirts, gloves, masks. Paxton had even applied a little grease to his face to help him meld with the shadows better.

He placed his hand on his rifle. It was loaded with bio-degradable rubber-like bullets. As soon as it rained all the evidence would be washed away. However, if they were shot at tonight, those doing the firing wouldn’t be using less lethal rounds. They’d have real bullets that would do very real damage, and Coco had already made herself a target.

The truck turned right. There was only one turn on their route after they got on the road, and that was to pull into the ready area. The poacher’s headquarters was down a back lane and on the right in an old, rundown garage. Paxton could see the place in his mind’s eye.

A two-man team had been sitting on the place, reporting numbers, activity, for most of the day.

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