Page 28 of Undefeated Love
“Katrina? What the hell are you doing here?” Jack glanced frantically around his bedroom. “How did you find me?”
She reached out and stroked the side of his face then pushed his hand holding the gun down to the bed. “That doesn’t matter. I found you. We can now be together.” Her free hand slid over his cock, stroking it through the sheet. “You need me to take care of this.” Nikkole lifted the sheet and dove under as Jack lay back on the pillows.
“I’ve seen more than enough.” Alex turned away.
Blake Wallace yawned. “So, what’s the plan? Any more black ops tonight or can I get some sleep?” The former Marine special operator had been on guard duty for their rental compound, then accompanied Jake, Zeb, and Flynn as oversight as they broke into the Ashworth compound.
“Go to bed. Everyone.” Alex dropped a hand on Clay’s shoulder. “That includes you. Security measures are set in place for the Ashworth compound as well as our place. Alarms will go off if anyone passes the perimeter.”
Sounds of sex came from the speakers. At a glare from Alex, Clay turned them off. Alex didn’t want to look at the screen, but it was like watching a train wreck. His eyes were automatically drawn to where a woman with long blonde hair and D-cup breasts bounced on Jack Ashworth.
That’s not Katlin. That’s not Katlin. That’s the Frankenstein monster that Jack created because he couldn’t have the woman I love.
“Let’s call it a night. Griffin. Boomer. Give me a few minutes.” When the rest of the men left the room, Alex nodded toward the library. “I could sure as hell use a drink.”
Three tumblers of Scotch were poured neat. Each man grabbed a crystal glass and took it to his seat in the wingback chairs.
“It looks like the fertility specialist in Spain was right.” Griffin swirled the amber liquid and sniffed. A small smile drew across his face.
“Alex’s sob story may have had something to do with it.” Boomer sipped.
He’d simply told the doctor the truth. Jack Ashworth had stolen his fiancée’s eggs and was looking for a surrogate womb.
“I’m pretty sure it was the bottle of Knob Creek that loosened the Kentucky boy’s tongue.” While sharing the bottle of bourbon, the Spanish physician had used the Guardian satellite phone to make several untraceable calls. Come to find out, the fertilization specialization community was extremely small throughout Europe.
Alex and team had been headed south before the Black Swans left the Czech Republic. They were finally a step ahead of them.
They’d also secured the address for the newly created fertility compound in South Africa where Jack and the Ukrainian doctor were looking for a mother with B negative blood.
“Ideas for tomorrow?” Alex opened the discussion.
“I suggest we continue to monitor the compound.” Griffin sipped the rich amber liquid. “We need to find out their routine. Do nurses come in from the outside? When does the doctor make rounds? Is the woman in the small back bedroom a housekeeper or cook? Or is she a prospective surrogate? What the hell does Jack do all day?”
“If our sole objective is to eliminate Jack, what are we going to do about the woman in his bed? What did you say her name was?” Remington Steele, known better as Boomer, asked Alex.
“Nikkole Chernakov.” Alex practically spat her name. “She’s an agent of Homeland Security. Although I have no use for the woman, I’m sure Homeland does.”
“Tango is Jack Ashworth.” Boomer looked at his boss. “He’s all yours. My team can get the cook, or whatever she is, out of the house and the two women out of the clinic. What do you want us to do with the doctor?”
“I sure as hell don’t want him to try to save Jack Ashworth.” Alex pictured Jack with the hole in his forehead and one through the heart just to make sure he was instantly dead. “Take them all outside the city and dump them. It should take a while to get back and find the dead body. What they do after that, I don’t care.”
“I’ll put two men on finding the eggs and destroying them. From what I read in preparation for this mission, the eggs may be in a dry ice container. I’m not sure that freezer would be cold enough. They may place the eggs in a freezer to allow them to begin the warming process before transferring them to a refrigerated space.” Boomer’s research was impressive.
“Tomorrow morning we’ll work on breaching and extraction.” Alex upended his glass and poured the delicious bourbon down his throat. “Unless something comes up, we’ll plan on going in tomorrow night after everyone is asleep.”
Alex crawled into his bed and checked Katlin’s tracker app. The gold dot pulsed with her heartbeat, showing it only a few miles away, inside the U.S. Embassy. He turned up the volume and listened to the thump of her heart. He wished it was her body next to his rather than his phone.
Tomorrow, Alex would kill the man who had tormented her for the past several years. Jack had fixated on Katlin. He’d stolen a part of her that Alex could never give her back. In truth, he’d stolen Alex and Katlin’s future as well.
He’d prove his love for her by killing Jack Ashworth.
The fact that he would enjoy it, being a long-answered dream, was just for him.
CHAPTER13
Next Morning
“Oh, fuck.” Lei Lu lifted her head from her computer screen and stared at Katlin across the conference table as the five Ladies of Black Swan finished their breakfast.
