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Authors: Suzanne Ferrell
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and you can’t bury them in the backyard .”
“No, I didn’t let her do something illegal. Not like I have that control over my wife, but it’s just gross.”
“Hush, you two. I’m trying to see in here and the arguing isn’t helping my concentration.”
“Where’d she get it?” Castello whispered.
“A medical supply company,” Matt whispered back a little more harshly. “It’s the same docs use to look at people’s guts during surgery.”
“Gross.”
“Hush,” she said, turning the knob to extend the fiber optics farther and then upward. She paused and studied the bottom of the explosives. “Looks like he has C-4 compound on both sides of the door. Wires connecting both.”
“So if we open the door and break the connection—” Matt started to ask.
“The door blows.” She twisted the knob to study the wires coming out of the far side of the clay-like explosives. “And he’s got wires running all along the wall, interspersed with more C-4, probably all the way to the next entrance, just like he told Judy.”
“And once one entrance is breached, all of them will explode.”
She collapsed her scope and pulled it back through the door. Wiggling backward onto her knees she grasped the hand Matt offered and stood. “There’s good news, though.”
“What’s that?” he asked.
“There’s no timing mechanism on this entrance.”
“He gave us a time limit. We have to assume there’s one someplace.”
She slipped the scope back into the bag full of tools she had strapped across her body. “The best place would be the main entrance, in plain sight to scare Judy and anyone else thinking to escape that way.”
“Makes sense. Let’s try to meet Dave and Jake up front.” Matt eased her in front of him. “Castello?”
“I’ll guard this door. Don’t want anyone getting too anxious to go in or out.”
Suddenly a gunshot thundered beyond the door.
The trio crowded to the windows and peered down the hallway. No movement. They could hear screaming and yelling. Some of it sounded like Dave calling for Judy.
“You two go. I’ve got this covered.” Castello said and they took off at a dead run around the corner.
***
He stood behind Senator Klein, half hiding from the gunman when he made his appearance and half to keep the trembling politician from bolting.
Jake had basically dragged the bastard up from the ER, his entourage in tow. They’d been arguing the whole way and only stopped when Dave had stepped between them and their boss, sniper rifle in hand. He’d given them no uncertain terms—shut up and back off or he’d do it for them. He’d also reminded the senator that his son was also a hostage in this mess, and quite possibly the catalyst.
That did the trick in getting his cooperation.
Over the senator’s head, Jake’s gaze met his. He gave his brother-in-law a go-ahead nod. He was ready for whatever happened.
Jake lifted the wall phone and dialed into the operating room where Wilkes was holding Judy and the others hostage.
As he listened to Jake talk, Dave’s heart thudded loudly in his ears.
He needed to calm down. This would be the most important shot in his life.
Judy needed him.
Inhale .
Exhale.
He willed his body to relax.
Suddenly, there she was.
Halfway down the operating suite’s hall, she stood stiff just outside the open door to the operating room, her skin pale against the dark-blue scrubs, the surgical mask hanging loosely around her neck, her hair pulled back in the blue paper shower-type cap she wore, dark eyes wide with fear. He could see the gunman’s fingers wrapped around her arm.
Rage, hot and heavy, gripped him.
No one had the right to scare his wife or hold her in their grip. No one had the right to threaten the mother of his children. Ever.
She was his . His to love. His to touch. His to protect.
Jake pulled the senator forward and handed him the receiver.
Dave moved in behind the senator, his gun raised. His eyes locked on
“No, I didn’t let her do something illegal. Not like I have that control over my wife, but it’s just gross.”
“Hush, you two. I’m trying to see in here and the arguing isn’t helping my concentration.”
“Where’d she get it?” Castello whispered.
“A medical supply company,” Matt whispered back a little more harshly. “It’s the same docs use to look at people’s guts during surgery.”
“Gross.”
“Hush,” she said, turning the knob to extend the fiber optics farther and then upward. She paused and studied the bottom of the explosives. “Looks like he has C-4 compound on both sides of the door. Wires connecting both.”
“So if we open the door and break the connection—” Matt started to ask.
“The door blows.” She twisted the knob to study the wires coming out of the far side of the clay-like explosives. “And he’s got wires running all along the wall, interspersed with more C-4, probably all the way to the next entrance, just like he told Judy.”
“And once one entrance is breached, all of them will explode.”
She collapsed her scope and pulled it back through the door. Wiggling backward onto her knees she grasped the hand Matt offered and stood. “There’s good news, though.”
“What’s that?” he asked.
“There’s no timing mechanism on this entrance.”
“He gave us a time limit. We have to assume there’s one someplace.”
She slipped the scope back into the bag full of tools she had strapped across her body. “The best place would be the main entrance, in plain sight to scare Judy and anyone else thinking to escape that way.”
“Makes sense. Let’s try to meet Dave and Jake up front.” Matt eased her in front of him. “Castello?”
“I’ll guard this door. Don’t want anyone getting too anxious to go in or out.”
Suddenly a gunshot thundered beyond the door.
The trio crowded to the windows and peered down the hallway. No movement. They could hear screaming and yelling. Some of it sounded like Dave calling for Judy.
“You two go. I’ve got this covered.” Castello said and they took off at a dead run around the corner.
***
He stood behind Senator Klein, half hiding from the gunman when he made his appearance and half to keep the trembling politician from bolting.
Jake had basically dragged the bastard up from the ER, his entourage in tow. They’d been arguing the whole way and only stopped when Dave had stepped between them and their boss, sniper rifle in hand. He’d given them no uncertain terms—shut up and back off or he’d do it for them. He’d also reminded the senator that his son was also a hostage in this mess, and quite possibly the catalyst.
That did the trick in getting his cooperation.
Over the senator’s head, Jake’s gaze met his. He gave his brother-in-law a go-ahead nod. He was ready for whatever happened.
Jake lifted the wall phone and dialed into the operating room where Wilkes was holding Judy and the others hostage.
As he listened to Jake talk, Dave’s heart thudded loudly in his ears.
He needed to calm down. This would be the most important shot in his life.
Judy needed him.
Inhale .
Exhale.
He willed his body to relax.
Suddenly, there she was.
Halfway down the operating suite’s hall, she stood stiff just outside the open door to the operating room, her skin pale against the dark-blue scrubs, the surgical mask hanging loosely around her neck, her hair pulled back in the blue paper shower-type cap she wore, dark eyes wide with fear. He could see the gunman’s fingers wrapped around her arm.
Rage, hot and heavy, gripped him.
No one had the right to scare his wife or hold her in their grip. No one had the right to threaten the mother of his children. Ever.
She was his . His to love. His to touch. His to protect.
Jake pulled the senator forward and handed him the receiver.
Dave moved in behind the senator, his gun raised. His eyes locked on
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