Mission Black: The Father Black Series book 1 by Mick Williams

Author:Mick Williams [Williams, Mick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Valiant Publications
Published: 2024-03-22T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

With no alarm, Wednesday morning arrives with the same impact as stepping into a cold shower.

That jolting feeling you get, an initial shock that you’d done something you should instantly regret, followed by the realization that nothing got affected but a few nerve endings, and then the awareness that the remaining unaffected nerves were now hyper-wide awake.

True to her word, even Emmy’s big toe keeps to its side of the bed.

Other than a few guttural noises, I don’t remember a single incursion into my territory.

And, after eight hours of solid sleep, the back of her head still looks like it just stepped out of a high-class salon.

Something tells me the back of my head is not as appealing, and I imagine it may look as if my fingers discovered a live electrical outlet and had to check it out.

It takes me a moment to remember that today is Wednesday.

The midway point.

Hump day.

Thanks to my other regular and biblical obligations, my new employer has a strange but logical understanding that I need to complete this mission within a five-day window, then get back and continue to bless people as if I hadn’t recently seen ten bad guys buried in a field, and another ten bad guys and a whole farmhouse blown to smithereens in an inferno that scattered pieces of lumber no bigger than a splinter all over God’s country.

I close my eyes and say a prayer to start the day, something about keeping us both safe, forgiving us for what we may be about to do, and to also forgive the bad guys for what they might do.

It isn’t their fault they are the obstacle before us. Most of them are following instructions and, as much as I could try to contain the instinct left behind by my training and leave them alive, I doubt I can vouch for the same leeway or empathy from Emmy.

In all my time in the service, no one comes close to her level of cold efficiency.

And when I say cold, I mean the type of efficiency that leaves freezer burns.

Right now, heat radiates from her body that I could happily stay and lie with, but I hold down the blanket between us with one hand to keep it from tugging and slide out of the bed.

Emmy does nothing but moan.

Her breathing pauses for a millisecond, as if it hears a noise in the dark, then settles back into a steady in and out rhythm.

At the start of the week, I worried about the fact that my mission to take out one bad guy had grown into a vendetta to clear Brooklyn’s streets of multiple drug lords.

That I wasn’t here to deal with one dealer of death, but three.

Thankfully, and through no real effort of my own, that number quickly whittled down to two.

Two days to take care of one death dealer.

Unintentionally.

Three days left to take care of the other two.

I flinch when I turn on the faucet to fill the coffee pot and it gives off a hiss like a squadron of deflating tires.

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