Out of the Shadows (Falcon) by Geri Foster Read Free Book Online Page A

eyes searched wildly, looking for a place to run. Where could he go?
    That imagin ary spider tip-toed up his spine and Brody knew something wasn’t right. All hell was about to break loose.
    Kate Stone stumbled inside and steadied herself before saying, “Hello, Oscar.

     
     
    CHAPTER SIX
     
    Ka te almost fainted at the sight of the man she hated more than anyone in the world. He’d robbed her of a normal life. Nothing had been the same since she’d escaped from his hold.
    He’d hurt her, and then he’d stripped her sensibilities naked and rendered her a melted glob of torn and ragged emotions. The time she’d spent with him had ripped out her soul, and left her uncertain about her career as a CIA agent.
    While Kate feared few men, and fewer situ ations, Oscar Chavez was deadly and dangerous.
    For years she prayed every day that she’d never see him again. That a miracle would happen and the earth would be rid of his poison. That he could no longer hurt people and destroy lives.
    With Oscar, it wasn’t about killing...it was about demoralizing and corrupting everything and everyone. For him there were no innocents, no boundaries, and not a hint of honor. He only knew how to corrupt.
    Yet here he sat , dangerous as ever.
    He stood and knocked the weapon from Brody’s hand as e asily as he would a stolen lollipop from a four-year-old.
    They didn’t stand a chance.
    Before the Falcon agent could get his bearing, ten men walked into the small circle of light, each one armed with an automatic weapon.
    “I’m glad you save d me the trouble of coming to you. Did you bring the agent you’ve been holding?” Brody asked.
    F amiliar laughter scratched over her skin like steel wool, and she shivered. Just the memory of what Oscar was capable of closed off her mind and sent her brain to a safe place where she couldn’t feel pain.
    “You are quite the fool.” Oscar was a few inches shorter than the agent, but Oscar was stockier. Brody had a swimmer’s body. Long, corded, and fast. Maybe Brody didn’t have Oscar’s strength, but certainly he would have greater speed and agility.
    While Oscar had on a white suit, Brody wore a black tee, camouflage cargo pants, and heavy boots. Her enemy was dark and treacherous with his black hair and smoldering eyes. Brody was almost blond, with hazel eyes surrounded by lashes that any woman would envy. Those pretty eyes were also smart, cunning. Falcon agents had a hard-earned reputation. But would it be enough?
    Oscar wore his hair slicked back, straight to his shoulders. Bro dy’s had a little curl to it, and one strand hung across his forehead, to shave years off his age.
    Chavez sneered at Brody. “You bring me what I want and you think I will surrender the trespasser and walk away?”
    “You will if you’re smart.”
    “I’m a very intelligent man. I can assure you of that. A man does not get to where I am by being a fool.”
    Brody looked away and spat. He met Oscar’s gaze boldly. “Anyone without a soul can get where you’re at Chavez, and only a fool thinks otherwise.”
    Quick as a rattlesnake, Oscar backhanded Brody. Kate jumped forward to help only to learn a man held a gun to her back.
    Even as hard as Chavez slapped him, Brody remained on his feet. Blood trickled out of the corner of his mouth, and he wiped it away. Then he struck out and slammed Oscar in the face with a punch so powerful it dropped the shorter man to the floor.
    The gunmen stepped forward, waiting for the order to shoot. Instead, the man behind Brody slammed the butt of his weapon against the agent’s head. He dropped to the packed-dirt floor.
    “Look,” she said, holding out her hand. “I’ll go with you if you let this man go.”
    Oscar rose and looked at her with a well-fed hatred. “You’ll come with me regardless.”
    “I know you’re bitter, but give the guy what he came for. He brought me here. That’s something you couldn’t accomplish.”
    Oscar stood over Brody , a gun