Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 146392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
The Jeep was oddly calm for what was basically a high-speed chase. His mom was cool under pressure, and Liam was grumpy about not getting breakfast. He and his mom had argued over whether a protein bar passed for actual food. Uncle Liam had spent the whole time reading his paper and looking up at the restaurants they passed like he would never see them again. Lou’s dad wasn’t the only one with food issues.
“TJ, they have serious security out there, and I doubt you’ll be allowed in. At best they’ll take half an hour to clear you and by then…” Big Tag had joined his daughters about fifteen minutes in. They’d been arguing over whether to call the authorities. But they had gone through three different cities, and it would have taken a while to even sort out who to call. And then there was the problem of who had her. If it was a foreign agency, they could have all sorts of tricks to fool the police. He’d watched his cousins do it time and time again. “If they get Lou onto a plane, we’ll lose her.”
He’d known he would have to take a risk if he was going to get her back.
“Do you think we’re far enough out?” His mom directed the question to her partner.
Liam looked up from what appeared to be the sports section. He glanced around. “Oh, yeah. I’m worried a bit that the road slopes down up ahead, but we’re out of time. This is far enough away no one should see, but not close enough the airfield would get tipped off.”
Fuck. He was going to have to do this. He had to stop the limo, and he couldn’t use the powers of his mind. He was going to have to use the powers of his gun.
“How close do you want me to get?” His mom had been a rock. The woman knew how to tail someone. “I think they figured out we’re following them.”
The limo sped up.
Damn it. He didn’t want to risk hurting Lou, but he couldn’t let her go.
“TJ, how sure are you she’s in that limo?” Uncle Liam asked. “We didn’t see her actually get in.”
He didn’t have to. He’d heard her. He knew her voice. “I know she’s in there.”
“Then do it.” Liam put his paper down and seemed to get serious about the job at hand. “Take a deep breath then take the shot. You can do this. You are trained for this. Lou will be okay.”
Lou was about to be in a car accident. Except it wouldn’t be an accident since he was going to intentionally blow the tires.
His mom kept a steady distance between them. “You’re going to lose them if you don’t go now. Do you want me to do it?”
Okay, maybe having his mom with him on a mission wasn’t the greatest thing in the world. She was very opinionated. “I think you should keep driving.”
He checked his SIG.
“You could take the wheel. Or Li can. It won’t take long. I assure you I can shoot out that tire really fucking fast. Do you want Bertha? She’s in the glove compartment. I think she might be better for this job.”
His mom was overly attached to her Beretta. “I’ll use mine, Mom.”
“Erin, leave the boy be,” Liam said, moving to the center of the back seat.
“Cooper and Zach should be coming in hot,” Kala said over the line.
He glanced behind him, and sure enough there was a big black SUV motoring down the road. At least he would have backup. He had no idea what he was going into, but he had to stop that limo. He lowered the window and slid up, the wind blasting him. He balanced on the door, half his big body hanging out.
“Move to the left,” he shouted over the wind.
His mom shifted over, giving him the view he needed. He hung out the window, a precarious position, but he wasn’t about to take things easy. If he fucking fell out and died, at least Lou would know he’d come for her.
“I think you should take out the back passenger side,” his mom advised.
“Erin, don’t fucking distract him,” Big Tag yelled over the cell.
TJ let his brain go quiet, his focus narrowing to that tire. The world went silent and he brought the SIG up, his legs the only thing keeping him in the vehicle.
Then he felt a hand on his leg. Liam had positioned himself so he could act as a balance to TJ. His uncle wouldn’t let him fall. His family was annoying, and they always had his back.
Between one breath and another, he pulled the trigger.
He managed to slide back into the Jeep as the limo went skidding across the road.
Don’t flip. Don’t flip. Don’t fucking flip.