Deadly Hunt (Deadly #1) (22 page)

“Damn, if I didn’t think Nathan would kill me I’d kiss you right now.” I growl, I’m so fucking possessive over her. I can’t help it the growl just crept out.

“I won’t but Soph you’re right, we can get in and out of the window.”

The place is completely deserted; it was a trap. We pack up everything leaving Sam and Asher to sort the bombs out. We put everything in the van Doc brought. Sam and Asher manage to defuse the bomb in quick time and pack it up so they can analyse it. We make it back to the Docks and walk in.

“Okay guys, those who want to go home can. Those who want to sift through what we brought in can and can bunk here for the night.” Ryder says then walks off; I’m looking as confused as the rest, because the place is completely bare except for the screens. I watch where Ryder goes. He places his palm flat on the wall, it slides, and low and behold it’s a bedroom. I walk over to Sophia bend down and kiss the side of her head.

“Where is your room?” She looks up and smiles and leads the way. She places her hand on the wall and the door slides open. I push up against her and she can feel my erection against her back.

The door closes behind us and I push her up against the door. I need her. I pull her pants down taking her panties with them. She kicks off her shoes and pushes her pants away. I start kissing her, devouring her. She dives for my belt and opens it. She opens the button of my jeans, and pulls my fly down, freeing my cock. Her hand goes straight for it; she knows I like a hard grip. She starts jacking me hard and I go for her sweet spot, I go for her neck biting and sucking, she moans and her grip on me gets tighter and her rhythm gets faster. I bite her neck harder, this is turning carnal and she moans again. I pull away lifting her up and line up her pussy with my dick. I place the tip of my dick at her pussy.

“Baby, I’m about to fuck you so hard, you’re going to want to scream, but you can’t not unless you want everyone out there to hear you. Remember that your dad’s out there as well.”

He eyes flash with rage, she hates being silenced. Before she says anything I push into her. She moans and bites her lip to try to stifle the sounds. I pull out of her slowly and push back in hard. With each inward thrust she moans. I keep the pace going, it’s a beautiful torture, she wants more, I know she does. I add more force and see the defiance in her eyes, she starts fucking me back. I completely lose it, I lift her higher and pound into her, I can’t help it, this woman makes me lose all self-control.

I can feel her orgasm building, I thrust harder and faster. Her walls tighten around my dick, pulling the cum out of me, I roar my release as she screams my name. She’s gone limp in my arms; I think she passed out. I carry her over to the bed and lay her down. She turns her head to me and cracks one eye open.

“The walls just need a palm to touch it, doesn’t have to be mine, so you’re free to come and go okay. I’m going to sleep, but bring me something to eat. Thanks. Love you.” I bend down and kiss her head.

I walk out to see about getting food. I get punched in my face as soon as I walk into the circle of screens.

“Man, I never wanted to hear my sister having sex, what the fuck is wrong with you?” He shakes his hand out as he’s asking me. “Dad and Luke left as you walked into the bedroom, I fucking wish I left with them. You’re paying for my therapy.” With that he walks off. I clear my throat trying not to laugh.

“Umm Sophia’s hungry, you guys got any food around here?” I ask.

“I’d say she’s hungry after that performance,” Sam says with a laugh. It’s my turn to throw a punch.

“She’s fucking pregnant you god damn moron and hasn’t eaten since she arrived here. So shut the fuck up.” He nods realizing it was a fucked up thing to say.

“We’re getting pizza; we’ll get it when she wakes up.” I nod and turn to Ryder.

“Any news?” He doesn’t say anything just shakes his head.

“I need Soph, she’s good at puzzles and codes. We will wait for her to get up, but we did find something. The C4 that was in the house, it’s US Military, this is looking more and more like a set up every time we uncover more. It looks like we were sold out in Afghanistan.”

“So let’s find out which motherfucking piece of shit betrayed us and this country. If they sold us out once, they are more than likely going to do it again. They are also probably helping Mullah out by keeping him hidden.” We all turn at the sound of Sophia’s enraged voice. My girl looks fucking fierce right now; she looks as if she could take on the world single handed.

“What do you need me to do Sarge?” I ask. Nathan walks up to me.

“I thought you were sleeping?” he wraps his arms around me. It feels like home; being in his arms. I feel like I’m safe which considering our current situation is a load of shit, but he makes me feel safe.

“I’m hungry, I couldn’t sleep.” Sam stands up.

“Everyone want the usual?” We all nod then he turns to Nathan, Scott and Connor.

“What do you all want?” Scott stands up too.

“I know what they get, I’ll come with you.” And they leave, I turn to Sarge.

“So what do you need?” He smiles.

“Some of the stuff we found is in code, we need you to figure it out.” I nod and grab the stuff and go to a desk.

I shoot a text to Scott.

Me: Can you run by my place and grab me some clothes and my laptop please?

Scott: What did your last slave die of?

Me: Boredom.

Scott: Fine, you weirdo, I’ll grab you some stuff. Does your baby daddy need anything?

Me: Baby daddy? How old are you?

I turn to Nathan and ask him what he needs. “Nathan, do you need any clothes? Anything from my house? Scott’s going to my house and bringing me clothes” He nods.

“Yeah babe. Will get him to grab me some clothes.” I nod, and send a text to Scott.

Scott: I’m older than you, so respect your elders, and that means I’m right. So baby daddy clothes?

Me: Yes, can you bring us both clothes. Please Scott, don’t call him baby daddy

Scott: Nope, see you in a bit

I start sorting out the paperwork, Sarge is right, there is a lot of numbers and letters. Dwayne and Oscar printed them all from the laptop they retrieved from the house in hell’s Kitchen.

I place the e-mails in date, then I sort out hand written notes and then all other paper work. Scott walks in and hands me the laptop. I smile at him, “Thank you.” He nods and walks to Nathan and hands him a bag, as I glance down at the laptop, but I notice something in the corner of my eye, holy shit, it can’t be. I boot up the laptop, I pull the email to me, I place the co-ordinates I see on the e-mail and place them into Google and hit enter. I’m so confused right now, I check the date on the e-mail and I lose it, I run to the bathroom and vomit. I feel something cool hitting the back of my neck; I know Nathan is here, I lean into him.

“Talk to me baby.” I look up into his eyes.

“I found proof that we were set up in Afghanistan. Someone sent Mullah Al Mohammed an E-mail with our coordinates three days before we even arrived.” I’m so fucking pissed, someone deliberately got Smithy killed. Revenge is a motherfucking bitch, and I’m on the warpath, somebody will pay for all the pain they have caused us. The hunt is on.

“We will get them all baby,
that
I can promise you.” He holds me as we’re sat on the bathroom floor.

We’re sitting around my desk, “Okay so this e-mail, it’s obviously a dummy account someone has set up in an effort to stay hidden, but we know that when we find out who this account belongs to, we find out who betrayed us.” Oscar says.

“Ok so where to start?” Sarge asks.

“We find out who knew we were going to be in Marjah and we delve into their history.” I say, I’m ready to tear everyone’s lives apart.

“Okay we need to make a list of everybody who knew we were in Marjah.” I tell them as I grab the white board and some markers, I write down all our names.

“Okay so I’ve added our squad so the six of us, who else?”

“Well there’s the Commander, squad 12 and squad 15 that’s it.” Sarge answers. I write them all down.

“Okay I’ll take squad 15, Skye you take squad 12 and Oscar you take the Commander, he’s a slippery bastard, and Sarge you, Sam and Doc check out the C4 and where exactly it came from here in the US.” I look to Nathan, I don’t know how to say this but I must convey it in my eyes because both he and Scott stand beside me.

“We’ll do it, sis.” Scott says before I even ask my question.

“Do what?” Sam asks. It’s Sarge that answers.

“Every person on that board has to be investigated, including all of us. This is Sophia’s life on the line, you got a problem with them looking into you, tell me.” No one says anything, but Skye shifts and Doc looks up at the sky.

I’m searching through squad 15’s lives. It’s fucking hard, I served with these people, we were on missions together, and I don’t want to believe any of the people written on the board would betray us, but someone did. I’m eating pizza when I’m searching through the squad 15’s lives, I’m checking all bank balances, all the spending they have been doing stateside, and I’m coming up blank.

I change tactics and start searching at blackmail, anything they could be blackmailed with. We’ve been at it for five hours straight, not one of them has a potential blackmail plot, good. I walk over to Skye.

“How you getting on? She sighs looking as defeated as I feel.

“Ugh, all clean except one. Mark James, 32-year-old father of 3, married his high school sweetheart Josie. The only thing I can see is his youngest had 2 rounds of chemotherapy, it’s expensive, but I see no way he could have paid for it.” I nod smiling. Sarge comes over to stand beside me.

“A few of us put money together and paid for it, she’s been in remission for 3 years now.” I nod it was the very least we could do, Mark is a great friend of ours.

“Yep, she sends us all Christmas cards; she says we’re her guardian angel.” I say with a smile. Simone James is the sweetest little girl; she is 8 now and a healthy little girl.

“Well that explains how both yours and Ryder’s money disappeared, you have no unexplained money, you two are clear,” Dwayne says. I sigh in relief, it’s nice to know that Sarge isn’t in on it, not that I thought he was, it’s just all this is making me crazy.

“Skye and Sam are clear too,” Nathan says. I see a flicker of something in Skye’s eyes and I see the grateful look she sends Nathan.

“Okay so Doc is in the clear as far as I can tell there is nothing suspicious, he was born outside the US and is adopted. Oscar is clear too, other than his serious close encounters with landing in Rikers.” We all laugh at Scott’s expression. We all know about Oscar’s colourful past, he went before a judge and was given the choice of the Army or prison. He chose the Army. But learning that Doc was born outside the US and is adopted is something I never knew and by the look on everyone else’s face they didn’t know either.

“So that leaves one person. You’re right Sophia, he’s a slippery bastard. He has nothing yet everything. He has so many hidden accounts.” Oscar says.

We all decide to help out, we all take an alias Oscar found for Commander Hutchinson. He has over twenty different alias and ten different bank accounts in different countries worldwide.

“Wait, the commander has a daughter called Caroline Massey, so the AM on the e-mail could be Anthony Massey?” I suggest.

“But the commander’s name is Tony, which makes no sense” Sam says as Sarge shakes his head trying to suppress his laughter.

“Sam, hon. Tony is short for Anthony, just like Sam is short for Samuel.” I reply as Skye giggles and slaps her hand over her mouth, Nathan and Connor chuckle, Dwayne and Scott laugh out loud, Sam looks so confused.

“Okay, we need to strategize, how are we going to get that close to him?” Sarge asks. It’s going to be hard to get anywhere close to him, he’s always got someone around him.

“What are we going to do? Go up to him and make him tell us why he did it to us? Yeah because that will work.” Doc says sarcastically.

“You lot can’t, but we can.” Connor says, and everyone’s head swings his way.

“Look you lot can’t get to him, as soon as he sees you coming he’ll clam up, however, we as bodyguards can. We have worked with him before; we can make it out that he hired us. We go in, follow him then nab him and bring him somewhere so you can question him.” Nathan is smiling, he turns to Sarge.

“We can totally do that, as long as you find somewhere to bring him that has cameras, that way you catch everything he says on camera.” I love how hopeful Nathan is, but this isn’t the movies, nothing ever goes to plan.

I go to bed and leave them to strategize, my head is pounding. I change into my panamas and lay down. I close my eyes and hope I can sleep through the pain of my headache. I hear the door open. I crack one eye open and see it’s Nathan.

“I thought you were strategizing?” I close my eyes again; these damn headaches are going to kill me.

“We did for a bit, but we called it a night. Skye had gone to bed and Connor said the two calmest people had gone, whereas we hotheads couldn’t be trusted, we would just blow shit up apparently.” I giggle as he slides into bed with me, and I place my head on his shoulder, and tell him my deepest fear.

“I’m scared Nathan. I’m actually really happy with my life, for the first time I truly am happy. I’m scared Mullah’s going to win; I’m scared something’s going to happen to our baby, to me, to you. We started off fast, and we ended up being a family. Nathan, this family, it means absolutely everything to me, I don’t want to lose any of you.” He pulls me closer to him.

“Baby, nothing is going to happen to you or our baby, do you understand me? You were made for me and no one is going to destroy that.” I nod into his shoulder; he leans down and kisses my head.

“What was that look between you and Skye earlier on?” He chuckles in my ear.

“That quiet little lady isn’t that quiet, she was arrested a few times, and she had an affair with a married man.” I’m shocked; damn it’s always the quiet ones.

We lay in silence his hand running soothingly up and down my arm. “You know you've never spoken about him.” He startles me with his question.

“I told you what he did, what else do you want?” he goes rigid.

“Babe, I was talking about Smithy. You haven’t spoken about him; what he was like and how you met.” I smile.

“He treated me like Scott does, like his friend, but he was really protective of me. He treated me like a sister. He was my brother and I loved him.” He pulls away so he’s looking at me.

“He sounds amazing babe, and how did you meet?” I smile and think back on the day I met him.

I just said goodbye to dad, Luke, Scott, Winter and Maddie, the girls are crying and dad is hugging them, they’ve been like daughters to him since we were in kindergarten. I’m on the bus to Fort Jackson, looking out of the window, hoping mom will be proud of me. I feel eyes on me and look. This hot guy is standing in the aisle smiling at me and what comes out of his mouth is a complete turn-off.

“Cool, they let hot chicks in, want to be my bed mate?” I turn my head back so I’m looking out of the window again, he takes a seat beside me.

We’ve been sitting quietly for about half an hour. “We got off on the wrong foot, I’m not usually that much of a complete douche bag. My name is John Smith, and it’s really nice to meet you.” I turn and look at him.

“You thought that line would work, when it didn’t you don’t want me to think you’re a complete horny bastard, you apologize, but you don’t really mean it. You’re thinking right now how to get me into bed, I can tell you right now, it is never going to happen.” He blushes bright red.

“You’re a complete bitch, you know that right?” I laugh it’s the truth.

“Oh yeah, I’m a complete bitch, I’m a hundred times worse once I’m on my period.” He laughs.

“Yeah I know all about that. I have six siblings, all of them girls, I’m fucking surrounded.” He says still laughing.

“You would think being surrounded by six females, you would know how to talk to one, even know how to treat them right. You see I have two older brothers that would kill you for talking to me like that.” He nods, looking away like he’s ashamed.

“You’re right, anyone spoke to my sisters the way I did to you, I would kill them. I’m sorry.” With that he goes to stand.

“Umm where are you going?” He looks down at me from his halfway to standing position.

“I’m going to leave you alone, I’ve clearly offended you, and for that I’m extremely sorry.” I laugh. I can’t help it; he sounds so serious.

“You think you offended me? John I don’t offend easily, I grew up with two older brothers and if they don’t offend me, then neither will you. Now sit down.” He sits back down with a smile.

“I can see we’re going to be great friends.” He puts his arm around my shoulder, I remove it.

“You think we’re going to be friends?” I ask him, he nods with a big smile on his face.

“Yep, best friends.” I sigh, I think he may be slightly crazy.

“Okay, you want to be best friends, there are two conditions.” He smiles.

“Only two.” He asks and I nod.

“Yep, so rule number one, No hitting on me, ever. Rule number two, I don’t want to know about your sexual escapades.” He has this intense look on his face, he’s considering my terms.

“Okay but I have a few rules myself,” I wave my hand for him to continue “Rule number 1, absolutely no cock blocking. Rule number 2, you cannot be uptight all the time, sometimes you have to let lose. Rule number 3. You never leave me behind.” I don’t answer straight away, I like rule 2 and 3 but rule 1 has to be word changed.