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Story: The Hero She Deserves
Her belly flip-flopped. “Yes. Thanks for helping.”
“It gets worse. Sawyer, it was why I was trying to call you. But I was too late.”
Sawyer tensed. “Go on.”
“Someone’s put a hit out on Hollis.”
Sawyer cursed.
A hit?She blinked. The words didn’t make sense, almost as if they were a foreign language.
“Reuben,” Sawyer said.
“In all likelihood. We’re trying to link him to it.” Vander blew out a breath. “The print you sent me…I spoke with a contact at Interpol. It belongs to a contract killer by the name of Gallant. He’s experienced, semi-retired, and just takes a few lucrative jobs. He’s also meticulous.”
“The shooting tonight wasnotmeticulous,” Sawyer growled. “I’ve heard of Gallant. He had quite the reputation in his day.”
“The shooting doesn’t sound like him. He prefers up-close and quiet.”
“Like the attack on the beach,” Sawyer said grimly.
“Yes. It’s said he likes to take souvenirs.”
“Oh my God,” Hollis breathed. “My favorite bracelet went missing, and a bottle of my perfume.”
“That’s more Gallant’s style,” Vander said.
“He was in my house?” She curled her legs up to her chest.
Anger tightened Sawyer’s face, and he looked like he wanted to hit someone.
“But the shooting, it isn’t his style,” Vander continued. “Could be that someone else is also after a paycheck.”
“Some tourists posted photos of Hollis online,” Sawyer said. “It’s public knowledge that she’s here.”
“Shit.” Vander was quiet for a second. “We’ll keep digging. Meanwhile, you keep your head down.”
Sawyer scraped a hand through his hair. “Vander, I think it’s time to send backup.”
“I’m already a step ahead of you. Park got out three months ago.”
“He did?”
She assumed Park was another Ghost Ops buddy of Sawyer’s.
“I never thought he’d leave,” Sawyer murmured. “He’s almost as good as you with those creepy, on-point instincts.”
“He got injured. He bought an isolated cabin in Alaska.”
Sawyer frowned. “Hell. Is he okay?”
“Physically, yes. The rest of it, not yet, but he will be.”
“I’m not sure sitting alone in the Alaskan wilderness brooding will help.”
“I know, that’s why I’m sending him to help you in Hawaii.”
Sawyer nodded. “Okay. Good.”
“It gets worse. Sawyer, it was why I was trying to call you. But I was too late.”
Sawyer tensed. “Go on.”
“Someone’s put a hit out on Hollis.”
Sawyer cursed.
A hit?She blinked. The words didn’t make sense, almost as if they were a foreign language.
“Reuben,” Sawyer said.
“In all likelihood. We’re trying to link him to it.” Vander blew out a breath. “The print you sent me…I spoke with a contact at Interpol. It belongs to a contract killer by the name of Gallant. He’s experienced, semi-retired, and just takes a few lucrative jobs. He’s also meticulous.”
“The shooting tonight wasnotmeticulous,” Sawyer growled. “I’ve heard of Gallant. He had quite the reputation in his day.”
“The shooting doesn’t sound like him. He prefers up-close and quiet.”
“Like the attack on the beach,” Sawyer said grimly.
“Yes. It’s said he likes to take souvenirs.”
“Oh my God,” Hollis breathed. “My favorite bracelet went missing, and a bottle of my perfume.”
“That’s more Gallant’s style,” Vander said.
“He was in my house?” She curled her legs up to her chest.
Anger tightened Sawyer’s face, and he looked like he wanted to hit someone.
“But the shooting, it isn’t his style,” Vander continued. “Could be that someone else is also after a paycheck.”
“Some tourists posted photos of Hollis online,” Sawyer said. “It’s public knowledge that she’s here.”
“Shit.” Vander was quiet for a second. “We’ll keep digging. Meanwhile, you keep your head down.”
Sawyer scraped a hand through his hair. “Vander, I think it’s time to send backup.”
“I’m already a step ahead of you. Park got out three months ago.”
“He did?”
She assumed Park was another Ghost Ops buddy of Sawyer’s.
“I never thought he’d leave,” Sawyer murmured. “He’s almost as good as you with those creepy, on-point instincts.”
“He got injured. He bought an isolated cabin in Alaska.”
Sawyer frowned. “Hell. Is he okay?”
“Physically, yes. The rest of it, not yet, but he will be.”
“I’m not sure sitting alone in the Alaskan wilderness brooding will help.”
“I know, that’s why I’m sending him to help you in Hawaii.”
Sawyer nodded. “Okay. Good.”
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