Targeted (Hostage Rescue Team Series Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
The victim’s final scream for mercy was cut off and a moment later the phone connection was severed. As if Spivey had yanked the line out of the wall. Celida’s heart lodged in her throat in the sudden silence that enveloped the command trailer. Before anyone could move or speak, the radio on DeLuca’s hip squawked and the voice of someone on one of the sniper teams came through in the awful stillness. “Shots fired, shots fired.” DeLuca pounded a fist on the table, shattering the silence. “Fuck!” He threw the now useless phone receiver onto the desk with so much force it bounced and hit the window beside Gunderson. Without pause he whirled and stalked toward the rear doors, his boots thudding on the steel floor. He and Travers shared a long look. Then Travers gave a nod and Celida’s stomach sank like a lead weight because she knew exactly what it meant. Tuck and his boys were about to get the call. Mike Ippoliti had been the security guard on duty at the bank today. He had a wife and infant daughter.
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