HER LAST KILL by S. M. Butler

Author:S. M. Butler [Butler, S. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romantic Suspense, Romance, military romance
Publisher: Soaring Phoenix Press
Published: 2019-05-06T00:00:00+00:00

15

Nathan stood in the briefing room of the Reapers’ lair. He wasn’t sure why they called it a lair, but it sort of suited the place. Thankfully, none of them were here at the moment, so he was able to make this call.

“Sierra, scramble this call please,” Nathan said as he keyed in the number.

“Of course, Mr. Hawk. I’m more than happy to comply.” The AI’s decidedly female voice hit him in the chest. Maybe it was personal punishment that made him program Sierra with his wife’s voice. It seemed only right that this Company that he’d built for her and their daughter would pay homage to her in some fashion.

Nathan smiled a harsh grin as the man to whom he wanted to talk filled the screen in front of him.

“Mr. Hawk?”

“Yes, Senator Reilly,” Nathan replied. The man’s suit was probably at least five thousand, which wasn’t unusual for a man in his position. His nails were manicured, his hair slicked back, his handkerchief folded nice and neatly into a square that fit in his front pocket. He wondered how many people’s lives were on the man’s hands, invisible blood that would forever stain the man’s soul.

“I admit, I was surprised to hear from you,” the man was saying. “It was my understanding that you don’t really involve yourself in American politics.”

Nathan smiled tightly. “I don’t. My interests lie in… more… important pursuits.”

“In my opinion, there’s not much more important than politics,” the senator said with a dazzling smile that made Nathan want to kick in. “Politics makes the world go ‘round.”

“Yes, I do believe you would think that.”

“You don’t agree.”

That wasn’t a question, but Nathan shook his head anyway. “No.”

“So, why are we having this conversation then?”

“Senator, have you heard of York Imports?” The man’s face paled just a bit, just enough to signal that Nathan was on the right track.

“No, I can’t say that I have,” he replied.

“Well, let me bring you up to speed then,” Nathan replied calmly. “On the outside, it looks like an import company that brings goods in from the Mediterranean. It’s actually an illegal smuggling operation with its roots in five different shell corporations operating out of Afghanistan.”

“Mr. Hawk—”

“It smuggles money out of Afghanistan, washes it, and then imports it into the States where it gets funneled into multiple political campaign operations.”

Senator Reilly’s face turned pink, which was the only indication that Nathan might have been on the right track. “I’m not sure where you’re going with this conversation.”

“I looked into Daniel Lewis’s financials. There are several deposits from York Imports into his offshore accounts over the last several years.”

“Lewis’s corruption has been well documented over the last year, Mr. Hawk.”

“And you own York Imports.”

Senator Reilly rolled his shoulders back, locking his jaw tight. “Can you prove that?”

No denial. A simple question instead. Nathan’s rage locked his jaw tight. For once he was glad that he wasn’t in the same room with the fucker. He wouldn’t have been able to stop himself from squeezing the life out of the man.

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