Marque and Reprisal (Brannigan's Blackhearts Book 11) by Peter Nealen

Author:Peter Nealen [Nealen, Peter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-07-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

It took a few minutes to get everyone on the bridge down into the hold, on their knees with their fingers interlaced behind their heads, facing the outer hull, with Curtis holding security with that EVOLYS and the very real threat that he could eliminate every one of them in one burst.

The man called Colt, who’d shot his interlocutor on the bridge and forced the surrender, was now sitting in the middle of the passenger compartment on the second deck, stripped of his gear and with his hands folded in his lap, Gomez standing behind him and just offset enough that he could shoot him in the head without accidentally overpenetrating and hitting Wade.

Flanagan and Wade had quietly discussed who was going to take lead on this, and Flanagan had bowed to Wade’s intimidation level. Not that Flanagan wasn’t plenty dangerous on his own, but Wade just looked the part.

The man in gray fatigues looked like he was in his late twenties, early thirties. His hair was longish and he was trying to grow an operator beard, but he hadn’t been gifted with the genetics for it. Patchy hair covered his cheeks and the tip of his chin, and the caterpillar on his lip was nothing to write home about, either. Black haired and olive-skinned, he could have been Hispanic, Italian, or just well-tanned.

His hazel eyes were fixed on Wade as the big man loomed over him. Under different circumstances, it might have been good practice for an interrogator to look as normal and non-threatening as possible. Even in his shorts, though, Wade would have been hard-pressed to make “non-threatening” work. Still geared up, in plate carrier, helmet, and with his rifle held in front of him, he wasn’t even trying.

He didn’t sit down, either. “Okay, start talking.”

“What do you want to know?” Despite the fact that he’d apparently been scared enough by the way the Blackhearts had gone through his companions like a buzzsaw to force a surrender, even killing one of his compatriots to make it happen, the guy was still wary, still looking for a way out.

“Everything.” Wade kept his stare fixed and unblinking. The icy blue of his eyes was usually unnerving enough for most people. When he locked on and didn’t blink, his hands on a weapon, it got worse. “From the numbers to the ops to the intel on Fontaine. Everything you know about this entire operation. Or else I feed you to the sharks.” Wade smiled, and it was not a pleasant expression. “Nobody’s gonna miss you.”

The pirate looked a little more nervous at that. He’d probably figured out that, as a pirate, he had no rights, especially in international waters and in the hands of mercenaries who didn’t have a chain of command beholden to some bleeding-heart politician somewhere.

And the odds that anyone would ever find out what had happened were extremely slim.

“I don’t know that much. I was just a shooter.” When Wade’s expression hardened, his voice rose. “I’m serious! Cain always played things close to the chest.

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