Alicia stayed where she was, eyeing the controller. Drake took a second to appraise the man who stood beside her, a slightly overweight bruiser with a tangled beard. The guy looked familiar.Then Alicia broke the ice. “Hey boys! Like the look of yer pirate booty there. And speaking of booty,” her ...
He saw Hayden fighting the collective, Kinimaka leaning across to help by adding his own strength, as the sky flicked around and around like a crazy kaleidoscope. “Ow!” Drake smashed his head against the bulkhead. Aware that the ground was rushing up, he held on even tight...
They were the relative veterans of the squad, the most experienced, and every man had at one time, in some godforsaken place, run his own op.Before they loaded onto the chopper, Drake took a moment out with his friends. The Blood King had already divided the Hawaiian and government forces and now...
The aircraft droned on through the soupy sky.Dahl said: “I’ll try the FBI again. But it’s odd. I can’t get past this level of screening. It’s a friggin’ stone wall. Ben - call the Curator. Drake - your old boss. Clock’s ticking, men, and we’re nowhere. This hour requires progress. Let’s go.”Kenne...
Belmonte, the prissy Brit, went first. Then came Drake, and last of all came Mai and Alicia. Drake drifted through the smoky bar like a wisp trailed by a forest fire. Hard men with big arms and tattoos craned their shaggy heads around to check out the girls, their pints still poised at their lips...
More scouring of my inhibitions. By the time we finished for the day the sky was turning from russet gold to patchy black, and the limited power inside me was almost available on tap. Almost. And it didn’t change anything, I thought. It’s like the r...
Like any girl, she had her hang-ups, but they weren’t overly plentiful. The way her clients looked or dressed didn’t matter. They had been vetted by the agency. They weren’t serial killers or cops or wives or private investigators. Actually, one of her best clients was a private investigator, but...