[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
. I don t know how  Tyler.Understand me.The CIA is the only governmentagency in the world wanting to hold your hand on theplayground.The rest of them, including your FBI, are waitingin line to push you off the monkey bars.Ty was nodding almost unconsciously.When he realizedit, he shook out his shoulders and straightened. You re nothing more than a hit man who got burned.No one cares that you didn t know what Richard Burns wasdoing.They want someone to fall, and Burns isn t aroundanymore to do it.But the CIA is willing to take that off yourshoulders as soon as you walk that money through the door. But not before.186  All you get before is me.We ll do this right, and when it sdone, you ll have a home here.A purpose.Ty swallowed hard. If you can t kill it, hire it, right?Preston huffed a small laugh. Indeed.You don t belongin civilian life, Ty.I know you can feel that void.I hope Zaneis still alive, I do.But if he s not  Don t, Ty whispered. You ll need something to get you through to the otherside.Ty wrung his hands together, rubbing his thumb over thetattoo on his finger.Zane couldn t be gone.He wasn t.Thehole in Ty s chest would feel bigger, would be a gaping maw ofdespair swallowing him.Ty didn t feel swallowed, did he? Notyet.Zane was still out there.But if Zane was gone.if that building had takeneverything Ty loved with it, then he d need somethingsolid to grasp onto, something to wake him each morning.Something to keep him going.He d need revenge.He ran histhumb over the anchor tattoo on his finger.Something solidto hold on to.He finally met Preston s eyes. You ll give me a badge?A gun?Preston nodded. And all I have to do is bring you the cartel s money?Preston nodded again.They stared at each other across the table, their dullreflections distorted in the stainless steel.Ty knew what sortof life Preston was offering him.He d turned it down once,when the NIA had come calling.He d had choices, then.Or he d thought he did.Now? Well, yeah, he had a choicenow, too. I m in, Ty said before he could second-guess himself.187  What do you need? Preston asked with a smile. I ll make a list.But there s one thing I ll need that youcan t get me. I doubt that.Ty smiled grimly. It s in my house.Preston rolled his eyes. Never easy with you, is it? If it was easy, everyone would do it.Zane would have been pacing if he hadn t been so damntired.After the adrenaline had worn off, he d sunk down to thebed and hung his head, clutching the phone and the shotgunto his chest and praying Ty would answer his calls, trying overand over until he was mindlessly listening to the ringing of thephone on speaker.When Ty s voice mail message began, Zanewould close his eyes and listen to Ty s voice, then end the calland start over.An hour after he d made his great escape and barricadedhimself in Nick s cabin, Kelly worked up the nerve to knockand stick his head into the room. Ty s not answering his phone, Zane said.Kelly slipped into the cabin and closed the door behindhim. You mind company?Zane shook his head forlornly, eyes fixed to the phone.Kelly sat on the edge of the bed beside him, andeventually Zane realized that Kelly s hand was resting on hisshoulder.Zane forced himself to meet Kelly s eyes. We ll find him, Kelly promised. We re with you, Zane.Zane tried to smile, but he failed miserably. Come up top with us? Help us plan? Kelly asked.Zanecould tell he was slipping into his corpsman mode.There was188 something soothing about it. Let me look you over, makesure you re not hurt anywhere.Zane nodded, pushing to his feet.He held the phoneto his chest like it was a lifeline to his missing husband, andfollowed Kelly out of the cabin.He suspected Kelly wasn tactually concerned about his physical state; he was just tryingto lure him out of the cabin.Zane was willing to play alongfor the Doc.Nick and Liam were sitting at the banquette, watchinghim warily when he got to the top of the steps.Zane gritted his teeth, feeling inordinately hostile towardNick, and justifiably hostile toward Liam.He jutted his chinout and set the shotgun on the table in front of them. I msorry about the holes in your boat, he told Nick.Nick sighed. At least it still floats.Zane perched on the edge of the pilot s chair, and Kellyshone a light in his eyes.Then he checked all his reflexes byknocking his knuckles against Zane s joints, and then hadZane follow his finger as he moved it in front of him.Finally,he asked Zane a few questions and declared him fit.Therewere aches and pains in places Zane assumed had come fromdebris in the exploding building, but hell, at least he couldstill see this time.Kelly went to the galley for glasses of water, and then slidinto the banquette beside Nick. I need to find Ty, Zane said when it looked like no oneelse was planning to speak.Nick and Kelly exchanged a look, and Liam cocked hishead at Zane like he was studying an animal in a zoo. How? Liam asked. I don t know! But I have to find him! Do you fuckingunderstand? I m going to find him, and if you stand in myfucking way you ll be the first to die!189 Liam waved a hand like a matador at an enraged bull. You really want to start with me, mate? Shut the fuck up, Nick grunted.He had his hand overhis eyes, both elbows on the table. One day you re going runyour mouth at someone and they ll shoot you in the face justto shut you up. Like today, Zane growled.Liam winked at him. We need to gather our resources, Nick continued,pointedly ignoring Liam and Zane s sniping. When the boysget here, we ll set sail.If we intend to face down the cartel,we ll need weapons, and we ll need warm bodies.I ll callJulian Cross and see if he can help us. Cross? Zane asked. Why the hell would he help us? Because he owes me, Nick said. And he owes you andTy even more.He ll help us with artillery if nothing else.Zane sat back and took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. So your plan is to just [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
  • zanotowane.pl
  • doc.pisz.pl
  • pdf.pisz.pl
  • agnieszka90.opx.pl