Agent E2: Aidan (Superhero Romance) (The D.I.R.E. Agency) Read Online Free PDF

her.
    Her gaze shot to him. Dar expected her to wait for a signal but her gaze moved on to Monroe.
    She just stared at Aidan, her brow puckered, her eyes turned down at the corners.
    What was that about?
    Dar spoke up. “What do you want?”
    Lifting her chin, Cassandra gave Dar a haughty brow. “They want to know about the gun deal tomorrow.”
    The freaking thirty-million-dollars-in-gold gun deal that would’ve put Naylor Interests on a whole new level. Maybe even garnered them weapons like Tristan Jacobs possessed. If he and Cassandra could get out of this somehow, they could still pull it off. However, with each of them cuffed to these super-powered agents, their chances weren’t looking very good. Naylor Interests would be a no-show in this deal, ruining their reputation as one of the best in weapons distribution.
    “What have you told them?”
    “That we don’t know the buyer’s identity. They called us from a pay phone but we were never able to trace the call.”
    Dar shrugged. “There you go, Jacobs. Now, give us time alone.”
    Sighing, Mitchell whipped out a gun from his shoulder holster and pointed it at Cassandra. She caught her breath, her eyes round.
    Oh, hell no. That would not happen. Dar would kill them all with his bare hands first.
    A tiny spark of electricity zipped past Dar’s red line of vision. A second later, hundreds of them shot from Aidan’s body, zipping and sparking around him like fireflies on crack. Monroe emitted an audible hum, the low frequency reaching Dar’s ears. The hair on the side of Dar’s head stood on end.
    This guy was f’d up.
    Aidan said, “She’s your freaking sister, Naylor. Talk, dammit .”
    Tristan and Mitchell acted like Monroe did nothing out of the ordinary. His sister had a gun pointed in her face.
    He and Cass didn’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of getting out of this. Was this the end of Naylor Interests and all he had lived for his entire life?
    “The deal goes down tomorrow night…”
    Mitchell lowered his gun. The sparks disappeared from Aidan’s air space.
    “Ten o’clock.”
    “Location in Brazil?” Mitchell said.
    Dar cursed under his breath. They hadn’t known the true location, after all. Tristan hadn’t come to Creekmore in anticipation of the deal.
    Dammit .
    “Brazil was a decoy.”
    Mitchell sat up in his chair.
    “The deal is going down at an empty electronics store here in Creekmore.”
     

Chapter 3
     
    Get a grip, Monroe.
    Aidan nearly swallowed his tongue when Cassandra blessed him with that ridiculously sexy pose in the interrogation room. The sweat on his temple proved the heat certainly had been unbearable, and Aidan gained renewed confidence that he could still get an erection despite her attempts to neuter him that morning.
    Thank God Mitchell had sent him out of the room. Based on the smirk on Tristan’s face, her effect on him had been evident to both of the Jacobs’s men.
    Then Mitchell had to go and shove a gun in her face. Bald and blinding anger came out of nowhere, shooting Aidan’s system into overdrive. He had freaked the hell out of Dar - himself too – with those short zaps of electricity. Controlling his temper had become an issue.
    Now, they knew the gun deal would go down in his father’s electronics store. The buyers had to be the same people that dealt with Jim the first time. Aidan relished the idea of killing them.
    Tristan walked beside Aidan as they made their way to the hospital cafeteria for dinner. The cafeteria closed after the noon meal so they should have the room to themselves. Ben Adams’s attorney had made a special trip to the hospital to meet with Rachel on Ben’s funeral. Tristan ordered in Vinnie’s pizza – Rachel’s favorite. The poor guy had to do something to lift her spirits after being separated from her all day.
    “Dar said the buyers had limited travel capabilities,” Tristan said. “Why would anyone come back to the scene of the crime months later?”
    Aidan