Page 47 of Dirty Ballistics


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Never did she think she’d meet Declan.

Never would she have imagined she’d fall head over heels in love so quickly.

Never would she have imagined she’d have to leave the love of her life.

Again, Ray was taking everything from her. Aspen’s heart was tearing in two. She didn’t know how Declan would take it, but yet, she wouldn’t be around to see the destruction her leaving would cause.

Without saying it, she knew he was in love with her.

No matter how much he had insisted he wasn’t the committing kind, his presence beside her in the federal vehicle proved otherwise.

And she was going to shatter the heart he’d given to her.

“Aspen.”

She blinked and found Declan looking at her with concern on his face.

“Are you all right? I seemed to have lost you for a second.” His large hand brushed her hair from her face. It rested on her cheek.

She leaned into it, basking in the feel of him.

“I’m sorry. I was thinking of something.” She sniffed, trying to make up an excuse. It wasn’t lying, but she dare not tell him the truth of where her thoughts were going.

A vibrating noise caught her attention. Declan reached into his cargo pants and pulled his cell phone from his pocket. He swiped the screen and read the text message. His cursed filled the air. In the shadows, she watched his eyes narrow on the device before staring up at her.

“What is it?” she asked, an overwhelming feeling of dread filling her.

“We’ve got a problem.” Then he announced, “Ray Acosta escaped from prison.”

“What?” she cried out. Her hands trembled with the news. Her mind raced with possibilities. She couldn’t go back to California. What if he—

“Williams, you took a wrong turn,” Ball snapped, his voice breaking through her rapid thoughts.

Gazing out the window, she saw they were now in an industrial part of town, and from the look of the building, her dread morphed into stark fear. The streets were lined with garbage, and there were plenty of shadows from busted streetlights.

“What the fuck is going on?” Declan growled. His body grew tense, flying forward.

“There’s been a slight change in plans,” Williams snarled, whipping the truck around a corner, tossing her against the door.

Aspen gasped seeing the glint of a gun in Williams’ hand.

“You are no longer needed.”

The truck slammed to a halt, and the sound of a gunshot filled the air.

Chapter 18

Agent Ball’s body slumped in the seat. A scream pierced the air, and it wasn’t until she shut her mouth that she realized it was coming from her.

“Wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Williams turned the gun on Declan who froze in place.

Aspen’s eyes flew back and forth between Williams and Ball’s still body. Her vision blurred from the tears.

“Hands where I can see them.”

“Why?” she cried out, holding her hands up. She could sense the rage brimming from Declan. She moved her gaze back to Agent Ball and bit her lip to keep a whimper from escaping.

“Because you are worth a lot of money.” Williams’ sinister chuckle sent a chill down her spine.

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