Agent I1: Tristan [01] The D.I.R.E. Agency Read Online Free PDF

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    It was no secret that professionals laid the hit on Jim Monroe. Despite Aidan’s denials, Tristan’s gut told him Jim had been mixed up with some powerful people. Professionals didn’t waste time with computer technicians from Podunk , Texas.
    “Now, we’re left with a mountain of medical bills, no answers, and… no father.”
    “I know Aidan wants to investigate now that he’s with D.I.R.E .”
    “I keep telling myself it doesn't matter - it won't bring him back.” Her hand swiped across her face.
    God, what did he say to that? His job involved saving people and right now, Rachel needed saving.
    Dammit . He couldn’t just let her cry like that.
    Shooting up from the step, he stood beside her in the sand. “If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be?”
    Frowning at him through the tears, her expression was one of ‘where the hell had that come from?’ Her nose shone bright red in her blotchy face, her big eyes framed in teardrops.
    The sight made his chest burn like hot ash.
    She sniffed. “What?”
    “If you could go anywhere in the world, right now, where would it be?”
    Tristan knew she could say Creekmore and he’d take her. He’d do just about anything to make her stop crying.
    Running her fingertips under her eyes, she sniffed again. “You want to teleport me somewhere?” Her voice shook with unshed tears.
    “Why not?”
    She glanced down at her clothes – or his clothes on her. “Like this?”
    “We’re not going on vacation. Just a few minutes to take in the sights.” Anything to distract you. “Haven’t you ever wanted to travel? See the world?”
    A slow grin blossomed on her face. “Well, I’ve always wanted to travel through Europe and see the Colosseum in Rome, the Eiffel Tower, the castles of Scotland – all of it. But, wouldn’t it be nighttime over there right now?”
    He lowered his voice in confidence. “In Europe, they have this new invention called the light bulb–“
    Smiling, she popped him on the arm. “You’re a real smart ass, you know that?”
    “I have been called one or the other, but never together.”
    She squinted her eyes in merriment. “Somehow, I doubt that.”
    The next thing he knew, her small hand slipped into his palm. Tristan’s heart took off at a dead run.
    OK, this is weird.
    His heart beat at warp speed, her soft skin soothing against his calloused hand. She made it easy for him to ignore Mitchell’s words of warning clanging around in his head.
    “Seriously, you want to go right now?”
    “Yes.” He gazed at her in the fading sunlight. “It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity. Take it or leave it.”
    Her big, bright eyes studied him before she wrapped her arms around his waist. Her sweet scent washed over Tristan like the ocean on an early morning swim.
    Oh… hell . Rachel in a t-shirt and shorts was a totally different experience from Rachel in a thick, puffy wedding gown. The feel of her breasts against his chest, her long legs intertwined with his, caused every nerve ending in his body to hum. Tristan felt charged, as if he had already activated his system.
    “Is this where you tell me to hold on and not let go?” Her voice sounded husky in the pale darkness.
    Tristan swallowed hard. D.I.R.E . had never tested his enhancements during sexual stimulation. Wouldn’t that beat all if his system malfunctioned because he was aroused?
    “Where are we going?” he choked out.
    “Let’s start with Italy.” She laid her head against his chest.
    “Start?” He wrapped his arms around her.
    “We’ve got all night, haven’t we?”
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    “Do you realize we are probably the only two people in the world that can say we have dirt from four different countries on the bottom of our feet?”
    Rachel sat beside Tristan on the chapel wall of Dunnottar Castle in Aberdeenshire, Scotland. The castle sat on a large rock one hundred and sixty feet above the waters of the North Sea. It was their fourth stop of the