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Authors: C.J. Lyons, Cynthia Cooke
Tags: FICTION/Romance/Suspense
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“He’s fine. But we need to know what the Preacher’s organization has planned. Have you been able to break through any of the encryption codes?” The hard drive had had some files readily accessible on the laptop Lucky had stolen because he’d taken it while a user with the proper pass code had been logged in. But EZ had found more files hidden behind other encryption codes.
“I cracked one,” he admitted. “Just this morning, in fact. Still working on the data, but it looks like these files are all about bioweapons. Some lab in Georgia, talk of dispersal apparatus, blueprints. Problem is, it will take a while for everything to fully decrypt.”
Rose sucked in her breath. She knew there was something big in the works—she’d hoped she was wrong, her paranoia working on overdrive. “Georgia, as in the country?” The former Soviet Republic shared a border with Razgravia. “Any mention of Grigor?”
He frowned. “Not that Georgia. Georgia as in a place outside of Savannah, on the Intracoastal Waterway.”
It was her turn to glance away in dismay. A bio lab a few hundred miles down the coast? “I need more details. As quickly as possible. What biological or chemical agent are we talking about, a timetable, exact location of the lab—”
EZ opened his mouth to answer, but no sound came out. Instead, his eyes went wide, and he raised his hand to point out the window…at a large, black SUV rocketing toward them, a masked man holding a machine gun out the passenger window.
Chapter 8
Bullets flew through the air and ricocheted off the cars around them as Rose hit the clutch and gas, slamming the Subaru into gear, and twisting the wheel to spin the smaller car to the driver’s side of the SUV.
“Get down!” she shouted to EZ.
He’d already jammed his lanky body into the wheel well, his computer wrapped protectively in his arms. The SUV tried to swerve and cut off their escape, but Rose ruthlessly pushed the Subaru through the narrow space, sideswiping the parked cars that stood in her way. Metal shrieked, and for a moment, she thought the rear bumper of an oversized Dodge Ram truck might take out her passenger front wheel until she found the inches she needed and sped past the SUV.
The rear window crashed inward, although she didn’t hear the bullets. She was too busy concentrating on putting as much distance between her and the SUV as well as keeping an eye out for any other vehicles blocking their path.
The SUV screeched through a U-turn behind them and started down the ramp, speeding, obviously intending to use its greater bulk to ram them off the hairpin curves circling around the outside of the garage. Rose pushed the small car, her head crouched low as more bullets flew. One hit the dash, plastic shards flying into her hand and shoulder.
She ignored the pain and focused on conquering the laws of physics as she steered, two wheels coming off the pavement.
“Call Billy, get us back up,” she told EZ.
The computer tech slid his phone free from his bag, his hands trembling. Rose pulled the wheel hard as she steered around the final curve. Up ahead was the gate leading out. No way was she slowing. “Hang on.”
EZ jerked his head up as they flew over a speed bump. The phone jumped from his hand. He fumbled for it on the floor.
Rose scanned the scene beyond the garage. Her heart caught as she spotted a mother with a large stroller and one hand clutching a toddler, step off the opposite curb. The exit led to a one-way street, and the family would hit the middle of it at the same moment as Rose and her hurtling Subaru.
Coming down the street was a delivery truck, the driver slowing for the mother and her kids. Another obstacle or salvation? She glanced in the rearview—the SUV had rounded the final curve and was speeding up on the straightaway, sparks flying as it slammed over the speed bumps.
Rose squinted her eyes, wishing she had Billy, KC, or Chase here to help her
“He’s fine. But we need to know what the Preacher’s organization has planned. Have you been able to break through any of the encryption codes?” The hard drive had had some files readily accessible on the laptop Lucky had stolen because he’d taken it while a user with the proper pass code had been logged in. But EZ had found more files hidden behind other encryption codes.
“I cracked one,” he admitted. “Just this morning, in fact. Still working on the data, but it looks like these files are all about bioweapons. Some lab in Georgia, talk of dispersal apparatus, blueprints. Problem is, it will take a while for everything to fully decrypt.”
Rose sucked in her breath. She knew there was something big in the works—she’d hoped she was wrong, her paranoia working on overdrive. “Georgia, as in the country?” The former Soviet Republic shared a border with Razgravia. “Any mention of Grigor?”
He frowned. “Not that Georgia. Georgia as in a place outside of Savannah, on the Intracoastal Waterway.”
It was her turn to glance away in dismay. A bio lab a few hundred miles down the coast? “I need more details. As quickly as possible. What biological or chemical agent are we talking about, a timetable, exact location of the lab—”
EZ opened his mouth to answer, but no sound came out. Instead, his eyes went wide, and he raised his hand to point out the window…at a large, black SUV rocketing toward them, a masked man holding a machine gun out the passenger window.
Chapter 8
Bullets flew through the air and ricocheted off the cars around them as Rose hit the clutch and gas, slamming the Subaru into gear, and twisting the wheel to spin the smaller car to the driver’s side of the SUV.
“Get down!” she shouted to EZ.
He’d already jammed his lanky body into the wheel well, his computer wrapped protectively in his arms. The SUV tried to swerve and cut off their escape, but Rose ruthlessly pushed the Subaru through the narrow space, sideswiping the parked cars that stood in her way. Metal shrieked, and for a moment, she thought the rear bumper of an oversized Dodge Ram truck might take out her passenger front wheel until she found the inches she needed and sped past the SUV.
The rear window crashed inward, although she didn’t hear the bullets. She was too busy concentrating on putting as much distance between her and the SUV as well as keeping an eye out for any other vehicles blocking their path.
The SUV screeched through a U-turn behind them and started down the ramp, speeding, obviously intending to use its greater bulk to ram them off the hairpin curves circling around the outside of the garage. Rose pushed the small car, her head crouched low as more bullets flew. One hit the dash, plastic shards flying into her hand and shoulder.
She ignored the pain and focused on conquering the laws of physics as she steered, two wheels coming off the pavement.
“Call Billy, get us back up,” she told EZ.
The computer tech slid his phone free from his bag, his hands trembling. Rose pulled the wheel hard as she steered around the final curve. Up ahead was the gate leading out. No way was she slowing. “Hang on.”
EZ jerked his head up as they flew over a speed bump. The phone jumped from his hand. He fumbled for it on the floor.
Rose scanned the scene beyond the garage. Her heart caught as she spotted a mother with a large stroller and one hand clutching a toddler, step off the opposite curb. The exit led to a one-way street, and the family would hit the middle of it at the same moment as Rose and her hurtling Subaru.
Coming down the street was a delivery truck, the driver slowing for the mother and her kids. Another obstacle or salvation? She glanced in the rearview—the SUV had rounded the final curve and was speeding up on the straightaway, sparks flying as it slammed over the speed bumps.
Rose squinted her eyes, wishing she had Billy, KC, or Chase here to help her
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