Hostile Pursuit by Juno Rushdan

Author:Juno Rushdan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-01-13T21:11:30+00:00

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DAMN!

Belladonna roared on the inside, thirsting to rip Nick McKenna’s head from his body with her bare teeth. She’d been so close, so damn close, to sealing the deal and getting the sheriff to cooperate that her damn pulse throbbed in her temples.

Her first inclination was to exorcise the rage and frustration by shooting Renee in the face.

Then Belladonna thought of losing her own daughter to senseless violence, no open casket... Did she still have the nerve to do this job?

But it was more than just a trade. It was a culture of brutality.

Robin Leach never would’ve hosted a show called Lifestyles of the Fierce and Dangerous.

She needed to find a way out, for the sake of her family.

Love had planted seeds, taken root deep, and over the past three years, she’d sprouted a deplorable heart. It made her weak. Soft.

But in this moment, her determination was on fire.

She shoved Renee to the side. The young woman tripped and fell. Belladonna kicked at her to get going, but Renee cowered like a miserable, beaten dog.

Pulling on a tight, stoic expression, as if this fiasco didn’t faze her in the least, Belladonna spun on her heel and crossed the street.

While her men backed up their vehicles, repositioning near her, she touched her earpiece. “Converge on my location. Now,” she said to her people who were stationed at the rear of the building.

She was done playing games. The pressure was about to get cranked to the max.

Once her men poured out of their vehicles, armed to the nth degree, and huddled around her, she looked at Smokey. “Go get Big Ben.”

He turned and marched to the van, like a loyal soldier.

“The State Police will be here in less than nine minutes,” Belladonna said to the rest. “We need to get in there and eliminate the target in eight. On my mark, set your timers. In five. Four. Three. Two. One.”

A series of digital beeps resounded.

Smokey returned carrying an anti-tank rocket launcher loaded with a high-explosive warhead. He propped it on his shoulder, aimed at the sheriff’s department and prepped the RPG.

Across the street, Renee’s eyes flared wide. She scrambled up from the ground and took off like a bat out of hell.

Finally. Stupid bitch.

With the snap of her fingers, Belladonna issued the wordless order, Smokey, make a hole.

He smirked. “My pleasure.”

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