FIRE (Elite Forces Series Book 2) by Hilary Storm, Kathy Coopmans Read Free Book Online Page A

this.  If I succeed at rescuing Kaleb only to lose some of his men, I'd never be able to live with myself. 
    “How can you be sure?”  Kase stands tall beside this little old man who has gone out of his way to help us. 
    “Because there is a man hanging from a tree.”  I may still be standing, but my mind is now perfectly clear.  I need to kill someone right the fuck now.  Blood rages through my body, and I can't stand still another second.  It's time to go in.

CHAPTER SIX
JADE
     
    I’m crouched down alongside Harris.  He demanded I not leave his side the second we piled out of the back of the truck.  We have enough ammunition to blow up everything in this wooded area.  I’m not about to ask where it came from.  In this particular situation, I couldn’t care less if the shit is stolen or if it belongs to the president of Mexico or the damn Queen of England herself, as long as we get Kaleb.  Kase forced us all to implant a tracking devices into our inner leg, just in case one of us gets captured.  I love that he has the technology and the initiative to get us this in such a short time.  I could see Kaleb loving this idea.
    The giant bushes and trees make it hard to see.  The thicket is grouped together like the overgrown tangled mess it is.  This shit needs to be bulldozed down, but I'm sure they consider this a form of protection for their shitty structures hidden behind it.  How sweet it would be to drive up through the darkness, mangling these half dead tresses of trees in an Abrams tank. Then blow these fuckers up who dared to take Kaleb.  My fingers start twitching; the stress I’ve been under is becoming an addiction, a devotee to my life for the past few weeks, and I want it gone.  It may never leave my side.  Hell, I may be on medication for the rest of my life, especially if things work out between Kaleb and I. 
    That single, one-syllable word ricochets throughout my body like I hope one of my bullets does soon through Kaleb’s captors.  I shouldn’t be thinking about anything else right now, except the plan we have to get him out of there.  I know he’s here.  I feel him.  My need to be close to him and save him is blinding me right now.  I’ve been as strong as I could be throughout all of this, and now when I should be resilient to anything... that's when the tears threaten to fall. 
    “You hanging in there, Elliott?” Harris whispers, nudging my side.
    “I’m good.  I want this done.”  I even try to sound confident.  Both of us know good and well I’m far from it right now.  Hell, in the time we’ve known each other, I’ve always been the most confident bitch alive, but today…Today is different.
    “Fuck.  Someone’s flipped on a light in the house,” Harris says with hope.  God, let whomever the hell it is take us right to Kaleb.  I find myself grinning, now hoping I'll get the opportunity to kill because I'm craving it. 
    “We need to wait for the go-ahead from Kase, Jade.”  Does he think I’m an idiot?  I know that. Just because I’m antsy doesn't mean I’m going to shoot bullets into the thick goddamn air.
    “Where the hell are they? They should all be here by now.” Harris, Jackson, Steele, and I took off through the woods. While Jackson and Steele kept going deeper to guard and get into position on the other side of the house, the two of us stopped here.  This is taking too damn long.  The thought of it being Kaleb hanging there has tears once again stinging my eyes.  My heart is barely beating; its own repair depends on what we find when the moment strikes for us to move in.  Hurry the hell up.  Someone make a damn move.
    I adjust my scope when I finally see movement inside the house.  This place is a fucking dump.  The poor, barely-there structure would be better off burned to the ground.
    Lights flicker on outside just before two men walk out in soldier's uniforms.  I wince when I see one of them with the American flag