I know it's been a while since I've posted. Been busy working on Two Evils, my spy thriller/action adventure novel. Here's a little snippet to intrigue you:
Fifteen minutes later, they had confirmation that Wainright was not home—he was at Georgetown University Hospital with his family, where his daughter was in labor with his first grandchild.
“And no, I will not take you there,” John added as he’d relayed the information from Rex.
“Kiss my ass, Courtney. Do you really think I’m so inconsiderate as to interrupt a family waiting on a baby?” Billie asked with a sneer. “Give me some fucking credit for having common decency.”
“I’m almost surprised you even know what that is,” he countered, his voice laced with sarcasm. “I already tried to tell you this could wait until tomorrow.”
She crossed her arms over her chest and stared at him pointedly over the top of his car. “Oh really? Eddie Lamacek had a bad reaction to the experimental drugs—”
“You say that as if you already know what happened,” John broke in.
“—killed two people, and injured a third before he was taken down,” she went on as if he hadn’t interrupted. “When the rest of the team went into the wind in the aftermath of that goat fuck, the first thing Wainright did was try to find me, the only person on the planet even remotely qualified to track these men down. That tells me he’s afraid the same thing will happen to them—which also tells me that if there is even a possibility of there being a repeat of what happened with Eddie, you’re going to want me to find them and find them fast, preferably before the bodies start piling up. You have three men who are already trained to kill who might potentially have a psychotic break, and you don’t know where they are.
“Now you think on that, Agent Courtney, and then you tell me this can wait.”