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Chapters (77)
  1. Cover
  2. Discover the series you can’t put down …
  3. Epigraph
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Chapter 53
  58. Chapter 54
  59. Chapter 55
  60. Chapter 56
  61. Chapter 57
  62. Chapter 58
  63. Chapter 59
  64. Chapter 60
  65. Chapter 61
  66. Chapter 62
  67. Chapter 63
  68. Chapter 64
  69. Keep Reading …
  70. When things get rough, we should all have a friend like Ben Hope …
  71. TERROR HAS A NAME …
  72. ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE.
  73. DEEP SOUTH.DEEPER SECRETS.
  74. Spring 2021
  75. About the Author
  76. By the same author:
  77. About the Publisher

‘Got to see the bright side in everything, mate,’ Jeff said. Then he added, ‘Such as the fact that she’s just fine and nobody’s going to lay a finger on her any time soon.’

Ben’s mind reeled at what he was hearing. He shook himself and blinked his eyes to clear the confusion from his brain. ‘Jeff. Are you joking around?’

‘Serious and sober as a judge at a Quakers’ convention.’

‘Then why are you telling me this?’

‘Because she’s standing just a couple of feet away from me right now, looking very much alive and trying very hard to grab this phone off me so she can talk to you.’

Ben sat up bolt rigid in the car seat. The bottle fell out of his hand and spilled over.

Jeff said, more sternly now, ‘Two things, mate. Firstly, did you think you were fooling us? Second, did you think we wouldn’t do whatever it took to help?’

‘She’s with you?’ Ben blurted. ‘She’s okay?’

Wolf was looking at him intently, trying to glean as much as he could from the one-sided conversation. A huge golden grin was splitting his face. He punched Ben’s shoulder and gave him a double thumbs-up.

Jeff replied, ‘She’s a little shaken. Which is kind of understandable, after finding out she was under surveillance, then seeing the two arseholes who were pointing pistols at her get their brains blown out, courtesy of our very own Mr Fletcher, who came up with me to Scotland for the ride. Our boy doesn’t do things by halves. Nailed ’em like rabbits at three hundred metres, pop pop.’

Ben was almost speechless. He managed to say, ‘Tuesday’s there, too?’

‘You try keeping him away. And before you ask: no, whoever these pricks are you’ve been ducking and diving to protect her from, they never saw us coming. Officially, Tues and I never left Le Val. Covered our tracks every inch of the way.’

As Jeff’s words sank in, the whisky fog cleared from Ben’s mind like an ocean mist blown apart by a squall. The overpowering sense of relief and gratitude was almost enough to make him weep. But the time for emotions could wait, because this thing wasn’t over yet by a long shot.

Jeff went on: ‘Now she’s safe, though I presume she ain’t going to stay that way long if we leave her alone here. Took a little persuading but she’s agreed to come back to Le Val with us. Quick plane ride back over to France and we’re home and dry. Who’d have thought the old Cessna would come in so handy, eh?’

Ben said, ‘No, Jeff. Not home. Take her to Kaprisky’s place.’