VARA'S RIBS HURT AND her knee throbbed. Neither had anything on the electrical burns searing her side.So much for avoiding electricity.Not long after they'd shoved her in the van one man had held her down while the other zapped her with God only knew how many volts.She'd passed out.Waking up wasn't any better, but with the bag over her head she could play possum.How long had they been driving? Where were they taking her? And what damage had the electrical charge done to the tracker?Her watch was gone and with it the secondary tracking device. The vest had been stripped off. She didn't feel the press of her phone and they'd removed her boots.It was probably a good bet to assume the microphone was gone as well. If the electrical shock had fried the tracker she was well and truly fucked. The van hit a pothole and her head banged on the floor. She sucked in a breath through her nose and caught the full smell of the cloth bag. It was an unholy combination of feet and rotten pr
FOUR HOURS AND TWENTY minutes.That was how long since Alec had lost sight of Vara. He couldn't help the clock counting it all down, knowing she could be dead already.Brett used his flashlight to signal Alec and Paxton from the side gate.Alec didn't want to trust Brett, but he'd proven adept at not only getting them a last minute flight to Portland, but at locating Vara's handler and ferreting out why the man was on this side of the country. The whole thing had Alec thinking there'd been eyes on Vara this whole time.Had they been bait all along?"Move." Paxton planted his hand on Alec's back and shoved him forward.Alec ignored the helping hand and picked up the pace.Brett was through the side gate of what he'd told them was a CIA safe house. They would have minimal time to access the house, grab Chad and get out before CIA muscle arrived. Normally Alec was the one doing the rescuing. Kidnapping wasn't a typical on the job activity, but they'd had a lot of weird shit going o
VARA COULDN'T FEEL HER toes. Her feet were completely numb. The blanket they'd given her upon arriving at their destination was practically a lap blanket. Her head was foggy from lack of sleep and the bone chilling weather. Her stomach growled for food. Her mouth was dry. About the only positive was that she was no longer restrained.The door to her room opened and Wyatt stood on the other side flanked by Ivan and tough guy she didn't recognize."What do you want?" She still couldn't wrap her head around Wyatt working with these guys."Come with us," he said."Why?""Because you don't have a choice. I also brought you these." Wyatt tossed a pair of ballet flats on the floor.They were a little worn, and she had to wonder where they'd come from. But Vara couldn't be picky. There were two things she needed if she was going to make it out of here, shoes and a coat. Here was half of that solution."How about some water or something to eat?" Vara crossed the room, the blanket wrapped
WYATT WHIRLED AT THE sound of gunfire.One shot.They hadn't killed her, had they?He was running before he realized it, sprinting down the hall toward the break room. He skidded through the door, bumping into Ivan.A man Wyatt sort of recognized lay on the floor bleeding out.The computer geek was frozen to the spot, watching blood creep toward him.Kolya stood in the doorway leading to the outside yelling in Russian."Where is she?" Wyatt snarled. Kolya had promised him Vara.Outside men ran past."You let her get away?" Wyatt's vision hazed red.It was an island. They had one job, to get her talking, and they couldn't do that.He stalked across the room and shoved past Kolya."Which way did she go?" Wyatt demanded."Stay inside," Kolya said."You let her get away." Wyatt turned and glared at the Russian mob boss. This was ill advised, and yet he couldn't rein it in."It's a small island. They'll find her.""Before or after her CIA or whatever pals get here?" Wyatt sh
WYATT WATCHED THE HORIZON.He hadn't slept. He couldn't. There was too much at stake. His family could not die because of a few incompetent idiots.The first bit of light tinged the horizon gray.It was time.Today he was hunting Vara. He'd capture her if he could or kill her. They both knew she was no hacker. She was a thieving bitch and his family would not die for her.***Friday. Tanaga Island, Bering Sea.ALEC HEFTED HIS GEAR and stepped off the plane and onto the tarmac. The old, run down facility had once been a Navy emergency landing field back in the 40s, now it was being overrun by the island. Tree roots broke up the pavement. Weeds and grass encroached on the buildings. Their landing left a lot to be desired, but they were here.Paxton and Brett filed off the plane after him."Think our guy's waiting for us?" Paxton asked."Brett said he knew a guy." Alec shrugged. "He's proven useful so far."Alec's phone vibrated. He glanced at the screen.Zain.If Alec
"WE NEED TO BE smart about this." Wyatt stood up against the wall. It was as close to the map of the island as Kolya would allow him to be. He should be back out there, not in here talking. "Vara's out there, dug in somewhere, with four guns and we don't know how many bullets. Just throwing men out there to look at her is going to get them killed and give her more supplies. How long until she hits someone who has a phone she can unlock?"They'd stopped telling Wyatt to be quiet and were outright ignoring him now, continuing their conversations he couldn't understand.This was bullshit.The woman was resourceful and dangerous when her back was up against a wall. She'd gotten him and the team out of a few tight spots over the years he hadn't thought they'd survive. He'd always said she was the one person he didn't want to go toe-to-toe with, and here he was with everything on the lineWyatt would be dead if it weren't for Vara. But he'd almost died because of her, too.She'd screwed
ALEC DOVE FORWARD AND fired at the glint of metal behind the rocks.Vara's knees hit the ground, and she pitched forward, but caught herself on her left hand. Her right still clutched a gun."Go," she gasped.Her feet worked, sliding for a moment before her too large boots got traction.God damn she was amazing.Two shots fired over his head, his guys covering for them."Go," she said again.He hooked his arm under hers and turned.Brett and Paxton stood behind the cover of the trees, watching for a threat. Where the fuck had they been when the shooter hit Vara?A bullet blew a chunk out of a tree a few feet from Alec."Get that shooter," he said."There's two of them," Paxton replied. "You two go. I'll hold them off."Alec didn't second guess Paxton's order. The guy was a former sniper. If any of them were going to hit a target that didn't want to be seen, it was him."I'm fine. We need to run." Vara's breath wheezed out of her lungs. She nudged Alec away from her. "We're
SACRIFICE HAPPENS.It was a cardinal truth that came with leading people.Vara knew it, and so did Alec. But he was too blinded by emotion to accept that for them to survive she had to take a risk. And possibly sacrifice herself. Otherwise none of them were getting off this rock alive."I'm coming out, Wyatt. Hear me?" Vara called out.Alec shook his head. Even with the paint she could see the rage lines around his mouth and nose."I have to," she whispered."No," he snarled, for her ears alone.She pulled against his grasp. "Alec, trust me?""He's going to kill you." Alec's hold remained fast."You won't let him.""We have to do something," Brett said again."Toss your guns first," Wyatt yelled."Alec, we have to do this." She pulled out the handgun she'd used earlier. It was one of the firearms she had strapped to her body."Fine." Alec closed his eyes and released her.She wanted to kiss him, to tell him it would be okay, but she didn't dare test his resolve."Okay. I