Hard Days Night (The Firsts Book 8) Read Online Free PDF

to her.
    “Mal,” he tried to call out, but his volume was strangled by the pain in his head.
    “Mal,” he tried to yell again, a little louder this time, scanning the area.  She wasn’t anywhere around at all.
    Luka knew something had happened to her.  She would never have left him alone without help, and if she were nearby, she’d have answered.  He reached back into the car and grabbed his cell.
    “Officer down,” he called into it. “I’ve been attacked and my partner is missing.  We’re at the South Port Docks in front of Gate 16.”
    “We’re en route.  What happened Luka?”
    “I don’t know.  Someone attacked me.  They knocked me out, and I just woke up a moment ago. Mal’s gone.”
    “We’ll be there soon.  Do you need an ambulance?”
    “Fuck. No. I’m gonna try her phone.  Thanks, Geraldo.”
    Luka autodialed her number and heard her ringtone.  God, her phone was still here.  The sound came from the driver’s side, so he rounded the front of the car, and he found it easily, kicked on the ground underneath the car. No doubt at all.  She’d been taken.
     
     
     
     
     
     
    T hey were wise enough to bind her before they took her from the site of the stake-out.  If they hadn’t, as soon as she was certain they couldn’t hurt Luka, she’d have gone ballistic on them.  She’d have taken them down so hard they would never have gotten up again. 
    That was the only reason they got her.  Mal had only agreed to come with them without trouble if they didn’t kill Luka.  It was her only option when she’d gotten the drop on one of them and held her gun on him to look up and see a second man holding his gun to the temple of an unconscious Luka.
    “Someone wants to see you.  You come with us, he lives.  You don’t, I take him out right now,” the man holding on Luka said.
    She’d dropped her weapon without delay.
    Her hands bound tightly behind her, and blindfolded, Mal knew that she was led into an elevator, based on the familiar pings and sounds, and the unexpected motion that made it clear they were going up.
    “So, who’s requested the audience?” she asked.
    “Shut up.  You’ll find out soon.”
    Mal knew their voices already, and this was the one she wanted most, the asshole who drew down on Luka.  He was going to be the first one she took out.
    “ Uh, you’re the one escorting me. ”  She was being a smart-ass, and she didn’t care. Luka was out of danger and that was all that mattered now.  “I think I’ve got a right to know.”
    “I just want to smash her mouth.”
    That was the other guy, the one who’d gotten the drop on her . 
    “Shut the fuck up.  He doesn’t want her hurt.” 
    Hmmm, that was interesting.  Whatever shit-face they were taking her to didn’t want her hurt?  Why?  Who the hell could it be? 
    The floor bumped and stopped and she heard the doors swish open.  Looks like she was going to find out soon.
    Mal felt a hand firmly on her back, pushing her forward until it disappeared to yank the blindfold from her eyes.
    On alert immediately, she scanned the one-eighty in front of her.  A big room, large windows, but blacked out with paint so she couldn’t see out of them.  An ancient desk made of metal so badly scarred she couldn’t tell what color it was.
    A hand pulled her backward s and she fell into a chair so hard that it nearly tipped over.
    “Nice.  You practicing for nice-guy-of-the-year?” she snapped.
    The asshole came around to the front of the chair, squatted down, and got right in front of Mal’s face.  It was Jinx.  Oh, fuck!
    He grinned at her. “You better hope he doesn’t decide you’re too much trouble and ask me to get rid of you.  Oh, I’d really enjoy that. I’d ride you before I put you down, cop.”
    Mal felt a shiver crawl up her neck, but she wouldn’t let him know that she believed every word and it scared the shit out of her. 
    Her response was flippant and quick.  “Fine.  You