Today’s excerpt is from The Saltwater
Connection, Book #6 of the nine-book Janitors Series. Even as the Janitors take out the terrorist
camp, Suzan’s escape plan claims another terrorist and she gets ready to set a
trap for two more following her and Sarah Jane.
Enjoy and have a fantastic day.
m.j.
South of all
that activity, Suzan Saltwater climbed up the tree she had seen overhanging the
creek. She was peering intently back
toward the spot where she had been when she sent Sarah Jane ahead.
Just as she was
starting to wonder if they would even be followed, she saw the three men
dispatched to find and kill her and Sarah Jane.
The man in front fancied himself a tracker and stopped at a spot where
it looked as though someone had fallen.
Sure they were on the right track and hoping that at least one of the
women was either tiring or injured, he stood up and looked down the trail they
had been following. He spotted something
on a bush about ten feet away and rushed toward it. It was the last mistake he would make in his
life for, as he rushed forward, he went through a trip wire Suzan had made from
thread carefully separated from the shirt she wore.
With the trip
wire sprung, a heavy branch was freed and swung violently toward the
terrorist. Attached to it was a spike
Suzan had cut using the knife she had liberated from the terrorist she had
killed. The stake imbedded into the
heart of the “tracker” with a resounding thud.
His two companions could only stand and watch as their comrade died
before their eyes.
The two looked
at each other, discussed the possibility of going back and saying the hell with
these two women, then decided they might be shot for that action, so they
slowly started on down the trail, looking carefully for more booby traps.
Suzan smiled as
she saw her trap had worked perfectly, and at the fact that only two more men
followed. She climbed down from her tree
and looked at Sarah Jane. “By the way,
my name is Suzan. Suzan Saltwater. What’s yours?”
“Sarah Jane
Mosley.”
“Nice to meet
you Sarah Jane. I sure hope you’re not
related to that idiot actor by the name Mosley who hates all things military,
at least when the good guys are in office.”
Sarah Jane
blushed. “Afraid so. Chet Mosley’s my father.”
“Pity. You seem like a nice gal.”
“Uh, Suzan, may
I ask what you do for a living? I mean
you seem so good at this business.”
“I’m a
Lieutenant in the Marines…and damn proud of it—your father
notwithstanding. Now here’s what’s gonna
happen next. The little trap I set for
those guys behind us—which I set when I sent you ahead—got one of them. There are only two more. Two, I can handle. On my way down here I spotted a good place
for an ambush. I take these two guys out
and we can take our time heading on until we find help. But, just in case I mess up, I want you to
mosey on down this trail. If I don’t
catch up, you know what to do. Just
follow the water. Sooner or later you’ll
come across someone. You may get hungry,
but keep drinking all the water you can…it’ll keep you alive.”
Sarah Jane shook
her head. “No, it won’t. Something happens to you and I’m done
for. I’d just as soon stick with you.”
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
“In that case,
are you game to be my goat?”
“Come again.”
“I’m thinking
when I get to my ambush site, I’ll have you down the trail a bit, where you can
be seen. When you see the two guys, take
off running. It’ll make it easier for me
if they’re concentrating on catching up with you.”
“Ha, with all
you’ve done so far, it’s the least I can do.
Sure, I’ll be happy to play goat on a tether.”
“That’s the
spirit, and that’s the idea. Let’s go
get set up.”
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