Beckett (Robinson Destruction #4) - Kathi S. Barton Page 0,60

that’s supposed to be a fucking answer?”

“We’d very much like for you to come with us to the front of the plane and out, Agent one seven four eight.” She growled low and knew that he heard it. “The president would like a word or two with you, and he said to tell you that this way you won’t have to go see him first before going home.”

“I think you’re well aware that I wasn’t going to talk to him at all.” He just smiled again. The woman sitting in the seat next to her gasped when she stood up. Her gun and holster were there for her to see. “It’s all right, ma’am, I’m one of the good guys.”

“Yes, that’s what my husband used to say right before he’d blacken my eyes. Are you really supposed to go and talk to the president, young lady?” Tru said it didn’t look as if he was giving her much of a choice. “You tell him for Mary Conley that he’s doing a damned sight better job now that he’s got his head out of his ass and is paying attention to things around him. You tell him that for me.”

“I promise you, I will.”

She was escorted out of the plane and up the runway. She didn’t speak to the people around her. They’d not answer her questions anyway. But she did reach out to Rogen and told her what the fucker was doing to her. I want to make sure he knows better than to do this again. I’m still armed, and I’d like to make my own little statement right now.

I’m glad to help. She could almost feel Rogen’s humor about what was going to go down. All right. The limo is out front. I’ve looked, and there doesn’t appear to be anyone in it but the driver. If you’re going to do something, I’d suggest you do it before you get out of the airport. After that, I will only be able to keep track of you and not help you out of the building.

Deal.

She pretended to twist her ankle and fell to the floor. In doing so, she took out the two men following her. Knocking them both to the floor, she was able to disarm one of them and use the gun on the second one. They were wearing vests, but at the close range, it caused them enough pain to have them out when she shot them both. With the trash can that was close to her, Tru hit the other two. Using her body, a lethal weapon she’d been told, Tru was able to not just take their guns from them, but she had one locked in her legs until he was out before she shot the other man in the chest with the gun right up to the chest plate he was wearing. All that was left was the smiler.

“You don’t want to do this.” She said that she really did. That he’d forced her hand. “Look. We’ll just get in the car, and I’ll brief you before we get there.”

“That’s all? You’re going to take me all by yourself without all the firepower?” He said he promised. “All right then. I’m trusting you.”

She took his hand in hers and saw the cuffs before he got them on her wrists. Tru knew he wasn’t to be trusted any more than she was. Hitting him in the face with her foot, the man was out before he hit the floor. She put the cuffs on him and one of the downed men before getting the others trussed up too.

All right. Get me out of here in one piece. Rogen was laughing, so she was sure she’d watched her on the camera. Moving in the direction that Rogen told her, she laughed again when Rogen mentioned that she didn’t want to be on her bad side. You get me out of here, and we’ll talk about it.

Discarding the wig and other items that changed her features, she was pleased that Rogen not only got her out of the building but had a car waiting for her at the car rental place. Getting in it, she was glad that it wasn’t some fuddy duddy car, but something she could have a little fun with. Before starting it, however, she did ask her who was paying for it.

It’s a freebie, of course. When you get to the end of the lot, pull over. There are several tracking devices