SEALs of Honor: Shadow Read Free

father’s condition. He didn’t look well. He wasn’t a well man to begin with. He had his first heart attack seven years ago, another small one a couple of years ago. Another man stood at the back behind them all. He caught her looking at him and raised the gun barrel to point at her. She flipped back around. She had yet to see the terrorist she’d managed to photograph again.
    Her heart pounded inside her chest and it took minutes for her panic to ease back. They’d been here close to ten hours now. How much longer until something happened? There was a four by four parked outside, but she knew the keys were in the pocket of the guy with the cell phone. Was there a second set to be found? She assessed the men. There’d been four at the cabin when they’d arrived. But there were more than that here now only she didn’t know how many more. She’d thought it was only fly in and fly out access but old roads crisscrossed the area so it made sense that they’d have driven more men in if they could.
    And that was encouraging. Road access also meant an escape route.
    Kevin whispered, “I have to go to the bathroom again.”
    She sighed and stood up. She held out her hand. “Come on then.”
    He walked beside her until they got to the third gunman. “He needs to go again.”
    “What’s his problem, he got a bladder infection or something?”
    “Likely just nerves,” she said quietly. The gunman moved to the side and let them pass. As the bathroom was right there, she motioned to Kevin to go in.
    “No shutting the door,” the gunman warned the same as he had every other time they’d been forced to come this way.
    “We won’t.” She gave Kevin a little shove toward the bathroom. “Go on. It will be fine.”
    Kevin gave the gunman a worried look before racing inside. He shut the door just enough for privacy while she stood outside. She deliberately kept her gaze on the door straight ahead. She had an excellent memory, she was a hobbyist photographer after all, and she’d recognize this type of man anywhere. They even looked similar. They all wore khakis. They all had black hair and long beards. Each had dark eyes and larger slightly hooked noses. They all had mustaches. Their builds were similar. She didn’t get it. All brothers of the same family? They were all roughly the same age. Or within ten years. And that made it possible. But…as she stole a sideways glance at the one guarding the bathroom, she realized their faces would have something unique to them. She struggled to find a way to identify the men from each other.
    The man beside her smirked when he caught her looking at him.
    Damn.
    She didn’t want him to notice her. But it was already too late. They’d been eyeing her since they’d arrived. She was casually dressed in jeans and a t–shirt with a heavy sweater over top. Decently covered but still showing too much for her peace of mind. Her stepmother was much prettier and more attractively dressed and barely a decade older. Why weren’t they looking at her the same way?
    Because she was the senator’s daughter? She had to find a way out of this damn cabin before one of the men decided she’d make a great way to pass the time or to pressure her father into doing what they wanted. They probably didn’t know that nothing would make her father change his mind.
    The bathroom door opened and Kevin stumbled out. She reached for him. “My turn. Stand right here and wait for me.” He nodded but his lower lip trembled. She gave him a quick hug and walked into the bathroom. She knew the guard had watched her last time, his position allowing him to see her in the mirror. She deliberately bent so as to keep out of his view as much as possible. When done, and wow had she become fast, she quickly washed her hands and walked out to her brother. He looked horrible. Fear had turned his eyes to huge orbs. He gave a tiny shake of his head to the right. She glanced over and saw the heated gaze in the guard’s