Harlequin Intrigue April 2016, Box Set 1 of 2 by Delores Fossen

Author:Delores Fossen
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781460396810
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Sawyer muscled the steering wheel, taking the corners at breakneck speeds, sending the Jeep sliding sideways several times.

His teammates kept their comments to themselves, gripping the handles located above each door. Duff sat shotgun, the handheld tracking device in front of him. Quentin had responsibility for maintaining communications with the two-way radio in the backseat.

Static erupted from the radio, followed by Lance’s tinny voice. “Turn left at the next corner.”

Jamming his foot to the brake pedal, Sawyer skidded around the next corner, then hit the accelerator and straightened the vehicle.

Duff glanced up and barked, “Kid chasing a dog.”

Once again, Sawyer slammed on his brakes, let the kid and dog pass, then hit the gas.

“Ramirez has stopped,” Duff said.

“How far?” Sawyer demanded.

Duff glanced at the tracking device. “Two blocks, parallel to our position. Drop me at the next alley. I’ll go on foot to spot the vehicle.”

“I’ll go. Montana, get ready to drive. Headsets on.” Sawyer touched the on switch for the headset he had already embedded in his ear. As he came to an alley, he shifted the Jeep into Park, grabbed the tracking device and leaped out of the Jeep.

Montana was out and into the driver’s seat before Sawyer entered the alley between run-down buildings and stucco walls.

The display not only indicated where Ramirez was but also gave Sawyer the location of the tracking device Sawyer held in his hand. He was quickly closing the distance between himself and Ramirez.

At the end of the alley, he glanced both ways before crossing a dingy, deserted street and entering another alley between older, derelict buildings covered in faded advertisements and graffiti. As he neared the street where Ramirez had stopped, he slowed and halted at the corner.

Crouching low, he eased forward to peer around the side of the building in the direction Ramirez had stopped.

A dark four-door sedan sat at the side of the street. Alone.

Sawyer studied the vehicle. The darkened windows gave no clue to how many men were inside. The steady blip on the screen reassured him Ramirez was one of them.

“What do you see?” Duff asked, his tone tight.

“One vehicle sitting. Nothing moving.”

The squeal of tires on pavement alerted Sawyer. “Got company.”

A large black SUV careened around the corner, coming fast.

Sawyer backed into the shadow of the building until the vehicle screeched to a stop behind the sedan.

Four heavily armed thugs climbed out of the SUV, aiming their weapons at the sedan. One shouted in Spanish for the occupants of the vehicle to get out.

Ramirez stepped out of the passenger door, his hands held high, a pistol dangling from one finger. The driver slid out and straightened slowly, his eyes wide.

Ramirez spoke so fast, Sawyer couldn’t make out all the words. He picked out mention of Devita, the word for woman and then the words for son, senator and Houston. In the heat of the day, a cold chill settled over his body.

After speaking sharply, the leader of the four men turned away, motioning to his men to follow.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.