Texas Takedown
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She reached across him to the glove box by his knees, opened the compartment and pulled out a Glock pistol.
“Whoa.” He definitely hadn’t expected that. “Is that the nine or the .45?”
“The nine. It has more rounds and it fits my hand better.”
She slid the Glock into her waistband. “Just in case.” She covered it with her shirt and said, “Who knows who might be out there. Can’t be too careful.”
What could he use to defend himself? He felt the weight of his pocket contents against his thigh. Just a cell phone and a survival knife. The cell tower had burned, so the phone was useless out here. The knife was his best hope, although he’d prefer a gun. “You wouldn’t happen to have two of those, would you?”
She patted his forearm and winked. “Don’t worry, cowboy. I’ll protect you.”
Sean snorted and then followed her out of the plane. The sharp smell of wildfire burned his nostrils, and the smoke made his eyes itch. The temperature had to be in the upper nineties, if not higher. These dry, hot conditions must be miserable for the fire crews.
He hopped to the ground and looked around. He recognized where they were, of course—he’d been exploring this land from the time he could walk—but on his left stood a newly constructed storage shed he’d never seen before. When had that been built? There was no need for storage this far out.
His neck hairs rose. “See anybody around?”
“No. No one,” Deanna whispered. “Let’s check out the plane.”
Sean stepped to follow her, but the sliding click, click of a shotgun shell chambering froze him in place.
Then a voice behind him made a promise that sent ice through Sean’s veins. “Take one more step, and I’ll blow both your heads off.”
Copyright © 2017 by Rebecca Avella
ISBN-13: 9781488019166
Texas Takedown
Copyright © 2017 by Heather Humrichouse
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