Glitter and Gunfire by Cynthia Eden Read Free Book Online

instinctively backed up when her shoulders brushed against Cale. She jerked at the contact, and the man with the eyes that she swore could see right through her—he noted that move.
    Wonderful.
    The other fellow behind him—talk about intimidating. And she’d thought Cale was dangerous looking? This guy took dangerous to a whole new level. His face wasn’t handsome; it was just hard edges, rough lines. His skin was a dark gold, his hair black and his eyes a shining green. He kicked the door shut, secured the lock, then announced, “We’ve got a problem.”
    She forced a mocking laugh. “If you call men shooting at us a problem...”
    “What’s happening, Gunner?” Cale demanded.
    Wait, there was a problem other than the shooting?
    The man he’d called Gunner—Mr. Tall, Dark and Scary—let his bright gaze sweep back to Cassidy. “Your friend, the redhead from the party...”
    Her gut clenched. “Genevieve?” Genevieve Chevalier was one of the few people that she actually did count as a friend. She’d known Genevieve since their boarding school days.
    Gunner nodded curtly. “She’s missing.”
    Cassidy shook her own head in denial. Genevieve was fine. She’d taken her friend back to Genevieve’s hotel after they’d been cleared by the Rio authorities.
    “The local cops said they had a guard on her. We thought she was safe.” This came from the other guy—the man who was now stalking around the small confines of the room. “We were wrong. When I did a surveillance sweep by her place a little while ago, she was gone and the guard was dead.”
    Genevieve’s gone? If she was and if her guard had been killed, then... “They took her.” Dark, twisting fear spread inside Cassidy. If they didn’t find Genevieve, fast, then she could be dead.
    Tortured, just like Helen.
    “We think they came for you,” the man began.
    “Logan...” A warning note had entered Cale’s voice.
    This man—Logan—ignored the warning as he kept his focus on Cassidy. “Cale got you away from them, but Genevieve’s guard wasn’t able to save her. They took her.” His lips tightened. “And I want to know why. ”
    Another EOD agent who hadn’t been briefed. Wasn’t Mercer just keeping them all in the dark these days? But she knew why.
    Because he doesn’t want them to know about me.
    Mercer never wanted anyone to know the full truth. Not unless it was absolutely necessary. Because of that secrecy, he’d sent these agents out hunting, blind.
    But come 0600, they wouldn’t be so blind any longer.
    * * *
    “T HE LOCAL COPS have no leads on Genevieve Chevalier’s abduction,” Logan Quinn said, shoving a frustrated hand through his hair. “With Carnival taking over the city, they are too short-staffed and in way over their heads to handle this case.”
    A case that was the work of a professional killer and his crew. “You ever hear of a guy called the Executioner?” Cale asked him, cocking his head as he waited for Logan’s response.
    Logan was their team leader, the guy who’d earned the moniker of Alpha One in the field. If anyone had intel on the Executioner, it should be him.
    And, sure enough, Logan stiffened. “The Executioner? Hell, it fits.” Disgust thickened his voice. “He goes after the society princesses—takes them, ransoms them and, half the time, he kills them for sport.”
    That wasn’t exactly what Cale had wanted to hear. He and Logan had headed into the back room while Gunner Ortez, the team’s very deadly ex-SEAL sniper, stayed in the den area to keep tabs on Cassidy.
    “I guess this mission just became about hostage rescue,” Cale said as he turned away from Logan to glance quickly toward the den. Good thing the EOD agents specialized in that area. Even before he’d joined the EOD, Cale had worked plenty of rescue cases on his own. He’d slipped in and out of more hellholes than he could count, rescuing folks that others had given up for dead.
    Logan didn’t speak.
    Cale glanced back