Ready, Aim, I Do! by Debra Webb

Author:Debra Webb [Webb, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin Intrigue
Published: 2013-09-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

McCarron Airport, Las Vegas, Nevada,

Sunday, November 23, 8:59 am

Holt settled into his first-class seat and watched the flight attendant open the small bottle of whiskey and pour it into the glass. “Thank you,” he said with a curt nod.

A drink was his best hope of dulling the sharp pain behind his eyes and silencing the little voice in his head berating him for his mistakes. He’d flown in last night only to see the reports of a sniper in custody, but not the one he expected.

Hard to believe Jason Grant had not only slipped through an intricate web relatively unscathed, but come out the other side with a new bride. He checked his watch. They’d be toasting the happy union in just a few more hours.

He recognized the bulk of his irritation stemmed from the failed trip to Vegas. Oh, sure, Mission Recovery had captured a sniper and, with another vial of that dreaded virus off of the black market, the director would count it a victory—personally and professionally.

Any other time Holt would join the celebration, but not this time. He wanted Isely. He’d put every available resource into this operation, and leaving Vegas without a face-to-face meeting put him in the frustrating position of the underdog.

He knew his own team suspected him, was looking over his shoulder and waiting for him to slip up. He’d think less of them if they didn’t, but he berated himself for letting things get to such a delicate impasse.

Having to evade both friends and foes made it hard to see which of the dwindling options was best as he moved forward.

“Looks like you dropped your phone, sir.”

He frowned as another flight attendant handed him the device. It was a logical assumption because he was the only person in first class so far and the other passengers were boarding through a door behind him. “I would have missed this,” he said with a self-deprecating smile. He waited until she walked away before checking the inner pocket of his suit coat where he’d stowed his phone after clearing security. His phone was right there, so what was this?

It vibrated in his hand and the screen showed an envelope indicating a new text message, but the sender’s number was blocked. Holt opened it.

We had a deal.

Furious, Holt started to reply when another message came in.

Last chance.

As if he didn’t already know time was running out. Holt kept his cool, though he was tempted to stand up and search the plane until he found the sender. As much as he wanted to believe it was Isely, he knew better. Isely was cocky and determined, but he wasn’t dumb enough to lock himself on a plane with Holt for four long hours.

He refused to reply and was about to take the phone apart when another message arrived. This time it was one word, Beware, with a picture of Cecelia Manning, Director Thomas Casey’s sister.

Holt set the phone carefully on the armrest between the seats and sipped his drink.

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