Technical Risk (Aegis Group Task Force Book 3) by Sidney Bristol

Author:Sidney Bristol [Bristol, Sidney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: military romantic suspense, series romance, alpha hero, geek romance, shy heroine, spy hero, international romance, interracial romance
Publisher: Inked Press
Published: 2020-03-16T18:30:00+00:00

THURSDAY. SLOUGH, UNITED Kingdom.

Valentino squeezed the stolen car between two others at the curb. If a cop came by, she’d likely get a ticket, but the reality was that she didn’t want to return to this car.

“We’re here,” she said.

Viggo didn’t so much as grunt.

Had he passed out?

She leaned over him in the passenger seat, taking in how pale he was. If it weren’t for the rise and fall of his chest, she’d be worried.

“I’m getting help. Just hang on.” She unfastened the seatbelt and got out of the car, drawing the hood of her jacket up to cover her face.

She had nothing to go on except a referral. She hated not knowing what to do or where to go, but they hadn’t planned for either of them getting wounded. Normally she might be willing to chance a hospital visit, but not now. Not with the cops following her so closely. Which meant they needed an alternative. Something that was safe for people like them.

It was also, unfortunately, hours away from the site where Viggo had been shot.

With any luck, now that the bleeding had stopped, he could be patched up and sent on his way fast.

The way their luck was going, she wasn’t going to plan on that.

Valentino strode down the quiet street toward an herbal shop with a sign in the window touting Eastern Medicine.

This had to work. Viggo was the only family she had. Sure, he might annoy the hell out of her and spend weeks brooding, but he put up with her. He talked her through her paranoia. He was there to listen to her ideas. He cautioned her when she’d take things too far on her own.

He couldn’t die on her.

She opened the shop door and stepped inside.

The smell of fragrant herbs, teas and spices greeted her along with the tinkling sound of water.

An older woman with a graying bun stood behind the counter assisting two women with a purchase of something she was pouring into glass canisters.

Valentino bit back her impatience and turned to examine a display of packets in languages she couldn’t understand. She remained there, as if making some important decision until the two women left.

“Can I help you?” the older woman asked.

“I hope so.” Valentino approached the counter and placed her hands on the glass. Only then did she realize she had a bit of blood on her little finger.

The old woman stared at her, and Valentino knew she’d seen it.

“I was hoping the Surgeon was in? I was told this was his waiting room. I can pay.” Desperation leaked into her words.

The older woman remained silent, weighing her.

Finally she made some sort of decision and reached over, flipping the Open sigh to Closed.

“Is the patient you or someone else?” she asked.

“Someone else.”

“Is the patient here?”

“In a car a block away. He can’t walk this far.”

“What are his wounds?”

“A gunshot to the stomach. It happened a few hours ago. He’s feverish, in and out of consciousness.”

“We require a down payment of five thousand pounds for a condition like this.

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