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Drengr

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Jericho is an accomplished operative working for a clandestine organization. Living a modest life in Iowa, he is drawn to Charlotte and pulled into the web of her own secrets. The realization that he could love her forever creates a dilemma. Does he love her or does he let her go. He lives in a dangerous world, one where death is the only escape. When a hit goes wrong, his client puts a price on his head and Jericho has to go underground. He leaves his life behind without thinking twice and also the woman he loves. He vanishes into thin air and starts hunting those sent to kill him. When Charlotte awakens his dormant memories, he realizes the truth. He is a descendant from a long line of people who shift into wolves. On the day he is meant to die, Kiran Sinclair saves him and he wakes up in Seward, Alaska. With his wolf abilities no longer dormant, Jericho knows that the Director will stop at nothing to destroy his entire family and Jericho takes the fight to him. His tale is a compelling blend of intrigue, romance, and remorse.

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We all have that one moment in life, where you think, this is just how things are, then that unexpected twist occurs and it changes everything. Sometimes you can see the change as it happens, and other times it’s in the blink of an eye. That’s how it happened for me.I came home early from an assignment and there it was, that one moment in life that changes absolutely everything. I put my backpack down in the living room and walked down the short hall to our bedroom. The television was on and it drowned out the other noises, otherwise I might have known before I opened that door.It was slightly ajar and I pushed it open. I took in every little detail. She was on top of him, oblivious to the fact that I was standing at the door. I looked at them for a few moments, gyrating together and I wasn’t even shocked. I wasn’t as hurt and angry as I should have been, maybe I was just humiliated.“Nice,” I said and turned around as the shock registered on her face. She had a blanket wrapped arou...

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36 Chapters
Part 1
We all have that one moment in life, where you think, this is just how things are, then that unexpected twist occurs and it changes everything. Sometimes you can see the change as it happens, and other times it’s in the blink of an eye. That’s how it happened for me.I came home early from an assignment and there it was, that one moment in life that changes absolutely everything. I put my backpack down in the living room and walked down the short hall to our bedroom. The television was on and it drowned out the other noises, otherwise I might have known before I opened that door.It was slightly ajar and I pushed it open. I took in every little detail. She was on top of him, oblivious to the fact that I was standing at the door. I looked at them for a few moments, gyrating together and I wasn’t even shocked. I wasn’t as hurt and angry as I should have been, maybe I was just humiliated.“Nice,” I said and turned around as the shock registered on her face. She had a blanket wrapped arou
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Part 2
I was in an abandoned building scheduled for remodeling and I was looking through the scope of a Barrett M82. It was a beautiful rifle and it could hit a mark one thousand five hundred yards away. I was lying on a wooden work table and my target was Phillip Young, an investment trader from New York, who made his money skimming from his clients. On the side, Phillip liked young boys and cocaine. I received an encrypted file with all the relevant information and images of my target. The rest was up to me, the where and how, unless the how was specifically requested. I confirmed death immediately after and got paid.Phillip Young stepped out onto the balcony of the high-rise apartment building where he was attending a party, hosted by the generous benefactor paying for his death. I adjusted the scope slightly and looked at him through it. He lit a cigarette and seemed to look directly at me. He couldn’t see me though. I exhaled and squeezed the trigger.I saw the cloud of blood as the
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Part 3
It was 3 a.m. and if I kept to the speed limit, I could be home by 6 a.m. I could clean the guns, shower and eat breakfast at my favorite diner. It was the only diner in town but that was neither here nor there, the food was good and the owner intrigued me.“Jericho,” Nataly said as I got on my bike. She was five foot six inches with dirty blonde hair and brown eyes, avering a weight of one hundred and forty-three pounds.I looked at the hand she had on my arm. “What?” There were no emotions left for her anymore. I didn’t hate her and I was sure now that I had never really loved her. She was comfortable and our life had been comfortable too.“Can we talk, please?” Her eyes were once again pleading with mine and it was the same look she’d given me six months earlier in our apartment. It hadn’t moved me then and it certainly didn’t now.“There’s nothing to talk about. Say hi to Gerald for me.” Gerald Cooke was the man she had cheated with. I didn’t know if he was still in her life or no
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Part 4
“Morning, Blake,” Charlotte said as she placed a cup down on the table and filled it from the coffee pot.“Hi, Charlotte,” I said and smiled.It’s what people in small towns did. They ate at diners and they smiled at their neighbors, even though smiling wasn’t something I did before I’d moved to Epworth. Charlotte walked off to serve other customers but I knew she'd be back in approximately seven minutes, the time it took me to empty my first cup of coffee.“Here’s your orange juice,” she said and put the glass down next to my cup in passing. Today was Friday and on Friday’s I always had an omelet filled with cheese, mushrooms, and peppers with extra bacon on the side. It had taken her three weeks to figure out my preferences and started asking me if I was having my regular Monday breakfast on a Monday.It might seem odd that I ate the same things for breakfast every day of the week but it was just something I did. Jack called it home OCD and the thought had made me laugh. My morning
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Part 5
I read through Paul Jameson’s file and clicked proceed. The assignment information sheet opened up and I checked the requirements. He had to be terminated within two weeks of acceptance and the payment was four hundred thousand dollars. I looked at the attached photos and clicked on accept. The screen went black as the file erased itself.I booked a flight from O’Hare International Airport to LAX in California. It was a four and a half hour nonstop flight. I closed my eyes and went back to the aerial photographs marking his yacht in the marina. I went online and found eleven yachts available to rent in the same marina. I chose one with a view of his yacht and booked it.It was almost five thirty by the time I was done with my planning and I decided to go back to the diner for dinner. I would stay for the band night afterward. I had a week to get ready and I would leave for California on Friday morning.Charlotte had asked if I’d be there and that question had stayed in the back of my
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Part 6
I picked Charlotte up and started moving to the front door. Fifteen seconds. I got her inside the truck and she was fully conscious now. Her eyelids were fluttering a little, her neck red from where his hands had been. I started the truck at the count of 35 seconds and drove off.I looked back in the rearview mirror and I saw him in the street, looking at the back of the truck. I turned the corner and accelerated. I looked over at her as she took deep breaths, her hand at the base of her throat.“Just breathe,” I said to her. I had to wonder why she had to call me. “Why didn’t you call Max?” I already knew the answer to that question. She didn’t want anyone to know about her history, but I asked the question anyway.“No cops,” she said as I drove past the police station, automatically taking a different route just in case he tried to follow us. The streets were empty as I turned onto the road leading to my farm. I pulled into the garage and opened the door for her. She followed me out
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Part 7
“Is he dead?” Charlotte asked me.“No, I just immobilized him.” Charlotte started to cry then, not great sobs or anything, just the tears rolling silently down her cheeks. I should have killed him, I realized. She would’ve preferred for me to kill him.I opened the kit and dabbed a cotton ball in the liquid antiseptic. I held it to the open wound on her lip and she winced once. I looked at her and our gazes locked. I don’t know why I did it, maybe the vulnerability in her eyes, but I kissed her softly and stopped just as abruptly. I had perfect control over my emotions, my actions, but she was flipping my world upside down.“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that,” I said and pulled away.“I should go home,” she said and pushed her chair backwards.“You can’t go home,” I said to her. “There’s a chance that he’ll be watching your house, waiting for you to go back. Besides, you can’t be seen looking the way you do. I have a guest room. You can stay here for a few days.” There was nothin
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Part 8
Charlotte took the plate in front of me, dished up at the stove and placed it down in front of me again. I had just run 11 miles and I would struggle to eat but I kept quiet instead.“Thank you,” I said automatically. My plate consisted of my normal Thursday breakfast, two slices of unbuttered toast, two eggs, four rashers of bacon and three slices of fried tomatoes. It was almost perfect and then she made it perfect. She filled my glass with orange juice and sat down opposite me.Her plate had a slice of toast, one egg and one rasher of bacon, no tomato. “Is that all you’re having?”She looked down at her plate. “I’m not really that hungry.” I watched as she smeared butter on her toast and I shuddered. The idea of butter on bread was an odd one for me.We finished eating in silence and she placed a glass of warm water down in front of me and took my empty plate. “You should make a list. I’ll go to Dubuque in an hour.”“A list of what?” she asked me with a frown.She took the plates a
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Part 9
“Thanks, this looks great,” Charlotte said and dished up for herself. She had no qualms about her own comfort, especially since she didn’t know me at all. For all she knew, I could be a criminal. I almost smiled to myself as I thought that.We ate in silence as I did a mental run through my check list for tomorrow’s flight. My flight left at 10 a.m. which meant that I had to leave at quarter past six at the latest. I wouldn’t have time for a jog and I could eat in California.“Blake.” Charlotte touched my arm and I looked up.“Sorry. What did you say?” I asked.“I said I’d do the dishes since you cooked,” she replied and I nodded my thanks and stood up. It was still early but I couldn’t go down to the basement with her in the house. My whole routine was messed up and I went to the living room instead and watched a documentary on the Mossad. At 9 p.m. I got up and whistled for the dogs again. Charlotte was sitting at the kitchen table with the bottle of whiskey and I wondered if she a
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Part 10
I put my carry-on suitcase down on the bed and opened it. Next, I unzipped the backpack I picked up from the locker earlier. I took the two Jericho’s out and took them along with the cleaning kit to the living room. It had two couches on either side in front of large windows. After I closed the blinds, I started cleaning them.I wiped the table when I was finished and put the guns in the safe, hidden away in a cupboard in the bedroom. I left the yacht, locking the door behind me and walked down the jetty and to the parking lot of the marina. With dinner bought, I took it back to the yacht and sat on the open deck, watching the yachts around me as I ate.Paul Jameson was standing at the door as a maid and a chef stepped off the yacht and left for the night. He was alone. His bodyguard, John Browne, had left an hour earlier. He was twenty-nine years old, approximately six feet and one inches, weighing two hundred and twenty pounds. He worked out, shaved his head and had brown eyes. He c
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