iSEAL (Part 1) by Hardin Jude

Author:Hardin, Jude [Hardin, Jude]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2014-08-30T16:00:00+00:00

1 hour and 14 minutes before the blast…

Mike scrabbled onto the roof and lay flat on his stomach, facing the car that was following them. He kept his head low and his toes tight against the lip over the windshield. He was equipped with the infrared, a program that allowed him to see in low-light conditions, like a cat, but he also had a program that shielded his eyes when the light was too bright. He accessed that one now, and suddenly he could see past the blinding halogens and through the black sedan’s windshield.

He zeroed in on the occupants telescopically.

These were not CIA operatives. He could tell that right away. The driver was morbidly obese, with long greasy hair and a beard and multiple piercings in each ear, and the passenger had a shaved head and a tattoo of a snake on his neck. They might have been undercover cops, or some kind of bounty hunters, but Mike didn’t think so. Not enough time had elapsed for those types to be on his trail yet.

No, these were more of Oberwand’s guys. Had to be. And there was only one way they could have known that Mike was traveling in Nika’s car now: a second spy.

Oberwand must have planted someone else at CereCirc, someone who’d informed him about what was going on there now. Subsequently, Oberwand had decided to tail all the workers home. He’d arranged for a bunch of his thugs to follow every single employee out of the facility, on the off chance that one of those employees would lead him to the MK-2, and he’d gotten lucky.

Or unlucky, depending on how you looked at it.

Mike fired two shots in quick succession. The first one hit the passenger in the center of the forehead, killing him instantly, and the second one went through the driver’s left cheek and blew the side of his face all over the back seat and rear door panel.

Mike’s second shot had been off a hair, but it wasn’t his fault. The driver’s reflexes had caused the sedan to swerve slightly when the first report rang out. So the second shot had been a little sloppy. Not that it mattered. The driver was just as dead as the passenger.

The enemy vehicle went into a spin, leaving the pavement and rolling onto its side and landing on its roof at the bottom of a roadside drainage ditch. Flames shot up from the chassis, and then a ball of fire and smoke rose skyward in a sudden and violent percussive roar.

Mike climbed back into the seat beside Nika. “You can go fast again now,” he said.

“That was amazing. How did you do that?”

“I don’t know. It seemed as natural as breathing.”

Nika had a death grip on the steering wheel. Mike wished he could get her to relax, somehow. She was making him nervous.

“Okay,” she said. “Now that we know the CIA is on our trail—”

“It wasn’t the CIA,” Mike said.

“You’re sure of that?”

“Yeah. Those guys were private.

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