Tall, Dark and Fearless: Frisco's Kid ; Everyday, Average Jones by Suzanne Brockmann

Author:Suzanne Brockmann
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HQN Books
Published: 2019-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 2

Something was wrong.

Melody could tell from the seriousness with which the man Ensign Jones called Joe Cat was talking to the shorter, blond-haired man named Blue.

They’d made it safely out of the embassy just as Jones had promised. They’d come farther than she’d ever thought possible. They’d traveled across and outside the limits of the city, up into the hills, moving quietly through the darkness.

The danger had not ended when they left the embassy. The city was under military rule, and there was a predusk curfew that was strictly enforced. If they were spotted by one of the squads patrolling the streets, they would be shot without any questions.

More than once, they’d had to hide as a patrol came within inches of them.

“Close your eyes,” Jones had murmured into her ear as the soldiers had approached. “Don’t look at them. And don’t hold your breath. Breathe shallowly, softly. They won’t see us, I promise.”

Melody’s shoulder had been pressed against him, and she leaned even closer, taking strength from his solid warmth. And from the thought that if she died, at least she wouldn’t die alone.

After that, each time they had to hide, he’d slipped one arm around her, keeping his other arm free for his deadly-looking assault weapon. Melody had given up her pretense of being strong and independent. She’d let him hold her—let him be big and strong, let herself take comfort from his strength. She’d tucked her head underneath his chin, closing her eyes and listening as the steady beating of his heart kicked into overdrive, breathing softly and shallowly as he’d told her.

So far they hadn’t been caught.

Jones came and sat next to her now.

“We’ve got a problem,” he said bluntly, not trying to hide the truth from her.

Her trust in him went up to just over a thousand percent. He wasn’t trying to pretend everything was hunky-dory when it so obviously was not.

“The chopper’s a no-show,” he told her. In the moonlight, his expression was serious, his mouth grim instead of curling up into his usual smile. “They’re ten minutes late. We’re getting ready to split up. We can’t keep moving together. Come daybreak, a group this size is going to get noticed. And it won’t be long before the tangos realize you and Pete and Linc got away.”

Pete and Linc. The men who made up two-thirds of the Mod Squad. Even at his most serious, this man couldn’t resist making a joke of sorts. “Ten minutes isn’t that long,” Melody countered. “Shouldn’t we just wait?”

Jones shook his head. “One minute isn’t that long. Ten is too long. The chopper’s not coming, Mel. Something went wrong, and our waiting here is putting us in danger.” He lifted one of her feet, looking at the bottom of her sneaker. “How’s that duct tape holding up?”

“It’s starting to wear through,” Melody admitted.

He handed her his roll of tape. “Can you put on another layer yourself? We need to be ready to leave here in about three minutes, but right now I want to put in my two cents about our next move.

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