Chapters (49)
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- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Epigraph
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- EPILOGUE
- Teaser chapter
Arturo’s features hardened, one of his long-fingered hands balling into a fist. “I can see she means a great deal to you. I will let you take the girl, but the old man stays here and my men go with you. The gold is the price you will pay for King Farrell’s freedom.”
Abby shot up from the cot. “King comes with us. He needs medical attention. You can send your men, but King leaves with us.” Her gaze shot to Gage. He knew her, knew she wouldn’t back down on this.
His piercing blue eyes shifted away from her and fixed on Don Arturo. “You heard the lady. King goes with us. Your men can join us on the hunt. Maybe we’ll even find the gold. But if we do, you get half of it, not all. That’s the deal. King’s freedom for half the gold.”
Abby clamped down on the words fighting to escape her throat. She didn’t care what it cost. She just wanted her grandfather safe and well again. Gage cast her a look, warning her to keep silent. She remembered her grandfather telling her it was always better to hold something back, keep a bargaining chip, keep the upper hand.
Long seconds passed.
Don Arturo’s mouth slowly curved in a smile that looked more feral than friendly. “You drive a hard bargain, Señor Logan. Take the girl and the old man. My men will drive you back to your vehicle and follow you to Alux’ob. If you go to the police or try to escape, they have orders to kill you.”
His wolfish smile broadened. “If you wish to leave Mexico alive, you will find the gold—for both our sakes.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
EDGE STOOD IN THE SHADOWS JUST INSIDE THE WALL SURROUNDING the hacienda. Trace stood watch near the rear entrance, while Skye had moved into a position in the garden near the empty swimming pool.
There was an armed guard near the front door and one out back. The tall man—Edge had heard him called Paulo—and three other men were still in the house with Gage and Abby.
Edge’s radio vibrated.
“They’ve been in there too long,” Trace said. “What do you want to do?”
Edge didn’t blame him for getting antsy. Edge was worried too. But patience was something he had learned in special forces.
He thumbed the mic. “Hold your position. We let this play out.”
At least for now. He hadn’t heard any gunshots or any sign of a scuffle, though with the thick walls of the hacienda, sounds had trouble bleeding through.
“Roger that,” Trace said.
“Copy,” said Skye, who was on the same channel.
But as Trace knew, the longer Gage and Abby stayed inside, the greater the danger. Edge changed position, moving toward the window, where the light of a low-burning lamp illuminated the room.