PRIMAL Nemesis (Book 2 in the Redemption Trilogy, A PRIMAL Action Thriller Book 6) (The PRIMAL Series) Read Free

Jimmy.
    “Did you get a chance to try the lobster rolls?” Pollard asked when he was done.
    “I did, they're amazing. Caroline always puts on the best spreads.”
    “That she does. I'll talk to you tomorrow, Charles.”
    “Yes, sir.” King walked across to where his own wife was finishing her conversation.
    “What was that about?” she asked.
    He grabbed another glass of champagne. “Oh, nothing. Just something we've been tracking.”
    She put her arm around his waist. “Nothing too important, I hope.”
    “Just administrative issues. Have you tried the lobster rolls? Jordan recommends them.”
     
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    RIO DE JANEIRO, BRAZIL
     
    Kurtz drummed his fingers against the steering wheel of the rented minibus. Behind him the three other members of the rescue team were arguing whether now was the right time to move. He couldn't make out exactly what they were saying, just snippets. His hearing was yet to recover from a recent blast injury.
    They had been watching the under-age brothel for the better part of a week. The seedy establishment was tucked away in one of Rio's wealthiest suburbs. Frequented by policemen, sex-tourists, government officials, and businessmen, it serviced the depraved needs of the rich and powerful. Everyone knew it was there. No one cared. Except, that is, for the small team of men in the bus.
    The lanky German had been working with the Break Away organization for a little over two weeks. The not-for-profit's mission was to help rescue children from sexual slavery. Children who’d been kidnapped and forced into a life of pain and misery. Children like the three pre-teen girls being held in the brothel they were staking out.
    Kurtz rubbed his unshaven jaw and slapped the steering wheel. “So are we doing this or not?” he asked loudly.
    The leader, Brian, was a retired policeman from Kentucky. His voice wavered as he replied, “Yes, yes, we're ready. But, let's go over the plan again.”
    “ Nein , we've been over it enough,” said Kurtz. “The plan is good, it's simple, ja . We get in, we get the girls, and we get out. Then we take them away. Now is the time, we know there's no one there, just the caretaker.”
    “Yes, you're right,” said another American. The other two volunteers in the back of the minibus were also former policemen. Like Brian, they were dressed in slacks and polo shirts. Kurtz, the most recent addition to the team was the youngest by at least ten years, and as such he had been relegated to the position of driver.
    “OK, so we're going now, ja .”
    “Yes, let's go.” Brian's reluctance was understandable. Previously these raids had been left to the local authorities. The expatriate team usually only conducted the initial recon, identifying under-age brothels by posing as potential clients. However, the police had refused to act this time and it was only at Kurtz's urging they had decided to conduct the raid themselves.
    Kurtz checked the mirrors as he pulled out from the curb. It was early morning and the quiet leafy streets were empty. In half an hour it would become busy as people drove their children to school and headed off to work. By then the team would be long gone.
    He turned the minibus into a laneway between two rows of townhouses. The brothel used a nondescript back door that allowed patrons a discreet means of slipping back to their cars. He braked gently when they were opposite.
    One of the retirees in the back slid the door open and stepped down to the street. He grabbed the door handle to the building and tried to yank it open. It wouldn't budge. “I can't get it open,” he yelled.
    “Let me try.” Brian jumped out the front of the vehicle and joined the other two men on the street. He pushed them aside and grabbed the handle. It still wouldn't budge. “Damn, it's locked.” He shook his head. When he'd visited the brothel during the recon phase he'd simply walked in. Posing as an American sex-tourist, he’d been welcomed and shown the