About Lost Faith:
Gabriella Moreno was
just a job, in and out to gain the objective, the death of her father. She
turned out to be far more than that to Tobias Casey, however, from the moment
he laid his hands on her too hot for words body.
Gabriella had just come
home from a two-year stint abroad. The first night home she snuck out, never
dreaming for even a moment anyone would be stupid enough to take her. Boy, was
she wrong.
Faced with brutal
truths, Gabbie followed her gut, and her heart, which, it seemed, all led to
one place, Tobias. The heat of her homeland was nothing compared to the touch
of this man. In his arms, she found something she had craved all her life, the
other half of her soul.
Yet, how can she ignore
the fact that the man who owns her heart is also the man who wants to take the
last of her family?
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Teaser
Another
day, another dollar. Only these days, Tobias and his team were getting paid a
hell of a lot more than they had been in the military. Now they could set their
own fees for doing the jobs that no one else wanted to do, or maybe couldn’t
do, since they did on rare occasion work for their government’s shadier
sectors. But there was no oversight, no backseat driving, and they paid big to
get shit done.
Their
current operation was one they’d been working on for nearly three weeks now
with no success. The first week had been recon, getting oriented, and making
sure they had their exits memorized for when they achieved their strike.
The
only thing was, as they’d discovered during week two, the target they were
after didn’t ever leave his super secure compound. Not that Tobias could blame
the guy. Their target was a dictator, an arms dealer, a drug dealer, and a mass
murderer. There were people worldwide hoping that Tobias’ team finally managed
to do what no one else had to date.
Now it
was week three and they were still watching the compound to figure out their
way in. Or as Tobias was beginning to believe would be easier, how to get the
asshole to come out. They’d tried forty different ways to infiltrate the
compound. None had worked. Which actually made sense, given the target, Juan
Moreno, or Senor X as they referred to him over com, had hired himself an
ex-Special Forces soldier to be the head of his security. Tran Quan was
American born but had ties to the Yakuza. Extra weight to be brought to bear
should it be requested.
Taking
a small drink from his canteen, Tobias ignored the sweat trickling down his
spine. His attention was locked on a small group of vehicles approaching the
compound. Binoculars up, he brought the lead car into focus and easily
recognized one of Moreno’s drivers. His attention moving to the second
car, he was surprised to see Quan in the front passenger seat. The man was
normally glued to Moreno’s side so to see him out without Moreno… this was big.
“Ripper,
we have four cars approaching the compound. I need to know who exits the second
car once they stop inside. Get pictures.”
“Roger
that, Rogue.”
Ripper
and Cherry were up on the mountain using some seriously high-powered tools to
stare down into the compound. Their position was treacherous since they were,
literally, dangling off the face of that mountain. One wrong move and they’d be
headed straight down toward death.
“They’re
turning toward the gate now. Not stopping either, they’ve been waved right
through,” Tobias reported. The gates slid shut but not before he spotted a
slender leg wearing a dainty shoe at the end slipping out of the door being
opened by a guard. Instantly, he felt his gut clench in need to see the body
went with that limb.
A soft
whistle came through the com. “Damn, she’s fucking hot. Think she’s banging
senor X?” Herc asked.
“Too
young for him, you oaf,” Cherry said.
“Like
that would stop the old fucker. We all know he doesn’t care about age. One of
the reasons why we’re here to see him shot,” Herc told her. “Personally, it’s
my only reason to see his head explode under the impact of my bullet.”
“Cut
the chatter. Tell me you have photos for everyone that came in those vehicles.”
“Confirmed,”
Ripper said.
“Good,
get your asses down from there. Scout will be here to relieve me soon, then we
need to get back and review everything.” Tobias was hopeful that somewhere in
those photos he might find a way to pull Moreno away from his security blanket.
* * * *
“It’s
his daughter, Gabriella Moreno.” Rainer said. His words had everyone’s
attention. Tobias couldn’t figure out who was more shocked. Turning in his seat
Rainer shook his head. “I had to dig, and dig deep. The old man has her
buried.”
“Makes
sense,” Winston muttered. “She’s his Achilles.”
He was right. “We need to keep eyes on her. If we get the opportunity,
she’ll be the one we grab. I have a feeling that even with all his enemies
gunning for him, he’ll do anything to protect her.” All they had to do was get
their hands on her and use her to bait Senor X.
Picking up the picture
Rainer had printed out Tobias stared at it. It wasn’t a shot from the compound
but one he’d pulled from social media. Gabriella had her head tipped back,
laughing at something or someone. She looked carefree and totally at ease.
Young, too.
The
young woman was just over five foot three inches but those come fuck me heels
made her closer to five feet seven, she was thin but not waiflike like so many
of the women today. Her hair however, was a riot of auburn red curls that
seemed to have a mind of their own, and she didn’t bother trying to tame them.
Which said something about the woman herself. She might not have the largest
breasts that he had seen in his life but hers seemed to work her body
perfectly, like a perfect handful, that distracted him completely.
“We
need everything on her from birth until the moment she went through those
gates, Rainer. Leave no stone unturned. I think we’ve just found our hot button
for daddy Moreno. We grab her and he’ll deliver himself right to us.”
“You
sure you want to do that, boss?” Cherilyn asked. At his sharp look, she held up
her hands. “I’m down with it, but even if she does leave the compound, you know
she’ll have a taskforce worth of guards with her. No way is Moreno letting her
out in this country without protection up the ass.”
“And
we’ll be ready for that. Our best shot will be if she goes into the city. It’ll
allow us to blend in and when the time’s right, grab her up.” At Cherilyn’s
snort, Tobias turned a glare on her. “What?”
“Dude,
no offense or nothing, but you do not blend.”
Rainer
was shaking his head. “I have to agree with her, boss. You tend to stick out.”
“I can
blend just fine, I’ll have you know.”
“You
keep thinking that. In the meantime, I think I’ll update the other boys and we
can add their hilarity to the vote count against you.” Cherilyn patted his
chest, walked past, and promptly burst out in laughter.
“I can
and will fire your ass,” Tobias called after her.
“No,
you won’t,” she bellowed back.
No, he wouldn't, but that didn't mean he couldn't think about it, in great detail.
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