Targeted (Hostage Rescue Team Series Book 2) by Kaylea Cross

Author:Kaylea Cross [Cross, Kaylea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kaylea Cross
Published: 2014-08-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Ken pulled out of the museum parking lot and turned west, heading for his final destination. Even though he was still free and clear, his heart rate was elevated, his muscles tense as he drove through traffic across town. They had to have found his manifesto by now. He’d posted it on one of his social media accounts about fifteen minutes before leaving the first clue this morning at around oh-eight-hundred.

A few minutes ago he’d left his second clue. It would take the Feds a while to figure it all out and connect the dots, so to speak, but he needed the time. Even though he’d spent the past few days prepping everything for today, he still needed the head start to make sure everything was ready.

At the next traffic light he turned left and got into the right hand lane to enter onto the highway. Everything he needed was in the trunk, or in the backpack on the seat beside him. In it was another visual reminder of why he was doing this.

His son’s favorite toy, his giraffe stuffy, stuck partway out, the nose and soft little horns on top of the head worn from use. Like his wedding band, this was the one piece of his son’s life he hadn’t been able to leave behind.

Every night he’d tucked Eli into bed with his giraffe, and his son’s little arms would hug it to his chest, holding it close even while asleep. He’d dragged it with him everywhere, including into the bank that fateful October morning three years ago. The cops had found it lying next to Eli’s body, just out of reach of his outstretched fingertips, as though he’d been trying to touch Raffi for comfort.

He’d never found it.

Sucking in a deep breath as the pain welled up, Ken pushed the razor sharp images away and shoved the giraffe back into the pack where he couldn’t see it. Reminding himself about the reasons why he’d undertaken this mission were one thing; sinking into the ocean of grief and rage that existed in the depths of his withered soul was quite another. In order to do this he needed to keep a clear head.

The pain had to drive him, not control him. In a few hours it would all be over. He’d have his revenge, make his statement, and with any luck, he’d get to see Carla and Eli again. One way or another, he’d be dead and his earthly suffering would be over.

The lingering tension in the pit of his stomach had nothing to do with having second thoughts or doubts about this mission. He’d set his course, now there was no going back. He’d done everything he could think of to prepare for this, carefully outlining the most probable contingencies, and a few improbable ones.

He was acting on his own because it had to be that way. It meant full control, full responsibility, and fewer chances that someone else would screw everything up. And no sane person was likely to work with him on this.

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