Choices will Destroy (An FBI Romance Thriller Book 14) by Morgan Kelley Read Free Book Online Page B

Elizabeth Blackhawk didn't scare easily. Tex had faced down killers, assholes, and frightening things without batting an eyelash. Terrified wasn’t in her vocabulary.
    Until now…
    Apparently, it was.
    Ethan led them toward his big leather couch. Gently, he took a seat, only to have his wife follow into his lap. Still, she didn't let go. The clinging to his dress shirt was borderline frantic. Her fists were balled in the pricy cotton, and she refused to let go.
    Oh boy…
    He wanted to puke.
    “Tell me what’s wrong.”
    “I got a call from Gabe.”
    He didn't get it. Gabriel Rothschild loved Elizabeth. They were a family before Callen or Ethan rolled into her life. In fact, Gabe was loyal and had their back. The last few months were rocky, but they were on solid ground once again.
    “I need more, baby. What did he say to freak you out this badly?”
    The tears came.
    This was her one fear. Elizabeth lived her life to serve and protect, but that one line she crossed years ago haunted her. The day she opted to go rogue had changed everything.
    It changed her life.
    It made her cold and calculating.
    It created a killer.
    This wasn’t a mistake. It was a conscious choice that destroyed any hope of a safe existence. Forever would this haunt her life, and she hated it.
    She’d screwed up.
    Now she’d pay.
    The young Lyzee had made a huge mistake. When she pulled that trigger, she destroyed so much. There was always a little piece of her that thought this would come back to find her, and here it was.
    She’d broken the law, stolen a life, and played judge, jury, and executioner.
    Literally.
    Now, she was going to have to pay for her sins, much like the criminals she hunted. No one was above the law.
    Callen knew she was scared. “Remember when she told us about that one thing that she did that wasn’t so sterling?”
    Ethan thought back to it. “In Red River?”
    He nodded.
    “Yes, how could I forget? It’s not every day that the woman you love admits to something like that.”
    Callen spared her having to repeat it again. This time, he told Ethan everything that Gabe had said to her. He left nothing out.
    Immediately, Ethan’s face went cold. “What do you mean he’s back?”
    Elizabeth glanced up. “I killed him, Ethan. I know it was wrong, but Gabe said he’s back. There’s a body in his yard, the letter admitting it’s him, and the medallion. It’s all there. This can’t be a prank. There are too many similarities. No one knew about the medallion.”
    Ethan’s blue-black eyes met Callen’s brown ones. A silent message was passed between them. There was no way in hell anyone was taking their pregnant woman from them. Yes, she broke the law, but they’d have to go through them first. Elizabeth had dedicated her life to upholding justice. It was all because of that fateful night. She bled for the FBI because of it, and as far as they were concerned, she’d done her time for the crime.
    “Are you sure it was him?” he asked.
    “We had a profiler give us the heads up. He led us right to him. He fit everything down to a T.”
    Ethan swallowed.
    It was all coming back to him.
    He’d given Gabe a profile for the ‘Irish Butcher’ . It was early in his career, and he’d been on a work bender. Any case he could help on, he took, and he never realized that he was the one who pointed Elizabeth down this path.
    He started to feel sick.
    “Livy said it was him. I worked that case and knew it was him. The man lied, and I tracked him down. There have been no killings since that day, and now fifteen years later it starts back up? I couldn’t have been wrong, could I?”
    Callen ran his good hand up and down her back. “It’s okay, angel. We have you.”
    “I can’t go to jail,” she whispered. “I have my babies. They need me. I need them. I don’t want to die without them.”
    The men knew how serious this was.
    “Gabe told her she has to investigate this or someone else will. Our only saving grace