Treacherous Intent

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by Camy Tang


  He never had a chance to call for it. One minute, he was keeping his distance, watching the procession of cars. The next, the car in front of him braked hard. He had a split second to realize what was happening before his windshield exploded, bits of glass flying into his face and dropping onto the dashboard.

  He accelerated, adrenaline surging, every cell, every nerve alert.

  The next shot took out a front tire. The SUV swerved, sideswiping a tree and nearly taking out a stop sign. He fought for control, yanking the vehicle back onto the road, the ruined tired thumping, the procession of cars pulling farther ahead.

  “Not good!” he muttered, the SUV protesting as he tried to pick up speed again.

  Not going to happen. The bumpy road and the flat tire weren’t a good combination. He jumped out of the SUV, glad he was carrying. He’d been known to leave his Glock at home. Carrying it around made him feel safe, but it also reminded him of loss and heartache. Of a hundred things that he was better off forgetting.

  He snagged his cell phone, dialing Jackson’s number, hoping that his friend would pick up. In all the years he’d known the guy, there’d been only a handful of times when he hadn’t been available.

  But then, that was the way the entire team was. There wasn’t a member of HEART who wouldn’t be willing to drop anything, travel any distance, risk whatever was necessary to help a comrade.

  Jackson answered on the second ring. “Hello?”

  “It’s Boone.”

  “Yeah. I saw the number,” Jackson said drily. “What’s up?”

  “I need your help.”

  “With?”

  “I’ve got a situation.”

  “What kind of situation?” Jackson’s tone changed, his words hard-edged and sharp.

  “The kind that involves guns and bullets. A woman. A kid. Three cars that are following her,” he responded.

  “You call the police yet?”

  “Probably would have been a good idea, but I’m not used to having police to rely on.” He was used to being deep in a foreign country, working in places where the only people he could count on were his team members.

  “Where are you?”

  “I didn’t see the name of the road. It’s the first right north of the Walmart you brought me to a few days ago.”

  “I’ll be there in ten.”

  “Call the police before you leave. I think we’re going to—”

  The sound of screeching tires split the quiet, and he shoved the phone back into his pocket, racing toward the sound. He’d covered a hundred yards when light burst to life in the distance.

  Fire!

  His heart jumped, the new surge of adrenaline giving wings to his feet. He sprinted toward the soft glow and the velvety black of the eastern sky, the sound of sirens splitting the night.

  Copyright © 2014 by Shirlee McCoy

  ISBN-13: 9781460344224

  Treacherous Intent

  Copyright © 2014 by Camy Tang

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