Operation: Midnight Tango. Linda Castillo
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Название: Operation: Midnight Tango

Автор: Linda Castillo

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Зарубежные детективы

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isbn: 9781472034083

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СКАЧАТЬ policy requires you to be thoroughly checked out by one of our medical personnel.”

      “I’m fine.” She just wanted to get the paperwork finished so she could go home and forget this ever happened.

      The three men were staring intently at her. Emily started to tremble when she noticed the syringe in Dr. Lionel’s hand. “What’s that for?” she asked.

      Underwood gave her a reassuring smile. “I can see that you’re upset. You’re still shaking. Dr. Lionel is just going to give you a little something to help you relax.”

      “I don’t need to relax.” Emily didn’t know what was going on, but there was something very wrong with this picture. As crazy as it sounded, she couldn’t shake the suspicion that these men hadn’t appeared out of nowhere to help her or debrief her. But why would they harm her? What could they possibly have to gain?

      “What’s this all about?” she said. “What’s going on?”

      Underwood spoke. “Did Zack Devlin tell you anything, Emily?”

      Warily she glanced from man to man. “I’ve already told you everything that happened.”

      “Everything, Emily? Are you absolutely certain? We were watching you on the security cameras, you know. You and Devlin seemed to be quite…close for having just met.”

      The kiss, she thought and closed her eyes briefly. Dear Lord, they think I helped Devlin escape. “I— I can explain what happened.”

      “Please do.”

      “H-he surprised me. I was so…stunned, I couldn’t react.”

      “Do you have any idea what the penalty is for aiding and abetting an escaped convict?” the lieutenant asked.

      “I…didn’t,” she said breathlessly. “I wouldn’t do that.”

      “Your father did.”

      Humiliation cut her at the mention of her father, but she kept her shoulders square, her chin up. “I know how this might look, but I did not help that man escape.”

      “Someone did,” the lieutenant said.

      “I followed policy and procedure,” she maintained.

      “Of course you did.” Underwood assumed the classic good-cop role. “And now you’re going to tell us what Devlin told you.”

      “He didn’t tell me anything.”

      Sighing as if she’d disappointed him, Underwood nodded at the doctor.

      “What are you doing?” she asked as the doctor approached her.

      His grim expression raised gooseflesh on her arms. “We’re going to give you a little something to help you remember.”

      Emily couldn’t believe this was happening. She stared at the syringe in Dr. Lionel’s hand, her heart pounding like a drum. The three men stood squarely between her and the door. There was no way she could get by them. Her hand went to the canister of pepper spray that should have been clipped to her belt only to find it gone. Damn. Damn. Damn.

      “I want to speak to Warden Carpenter.” She’d known Clay Carpenter since she was a teenager. He’d worked with her father a decade earlier. The two men had been friends. He’d helped Emily get her job at the prison. He would never approve of what these men were about to do.

      “I’m afraid the warden is unavailable,” the lieutenant said.

      “Stay away from me,” she warned.

      In tandem the lieutenant and the doctor closed in on her. “Don’t make this any more difficult than it already is,” the doctor said.

      Emily lunged toward the alarm panel. Two sets of hands closed around her biceps and yanked her back.

      “Let go of me!” She lashed out with her feet.

      “This will be easier for you if you cooperate,” Underwood said. “Tell us what Devlin told you.”

      She looked over to see Dr. Lionel thumb the cap off the syringe. “Keep that away from me!” she yelled, hoping she didn’t sound as terrified as she felt.

      “We’re not going to hurt you, Emily. This is just a little thiopental sodium to help you tell the truth.”

      Truth serum, she thought with a burgeoning sense of horror. “You can’t do this.”

      Grabbing her arm, the lieutenant shot an irritated look at the doctor. “Inject her, damn it. We don’t have much time.”

      The doctor raised the syringe. Emily had worked for Lockdown, Inc. for three years. She had two commendations in her personnel file. Why didn’t they believe her? Why would they go to such great lengths to extract information when she didn’t have a clue what they wanted from her? What could possibly be important enough to risk Lockdown, Inc.’s reputation? Or even her life?

      Just remember that things aren’t always what they appear.

      Devlin’s words scrolled through her mind. She glanced at Dr. Lionel. The needle was about to penetrate her skin. Oh, dear God…

      “The first man that moves gets a bullet for his trouble.”

      The doctor froze. All eyes swept to the doorway. Zack Devlin entered, his gun leveled on Underwood. He looked at Emily. “You okay?”

      “No.” She scrambled back, looked from Zack to Underwood, then back to Zack. “I want to know what’s going on.”

      “You were about to become Lockdown, Inc.’s latest victim.” His gaze cut to Underwood. “Killing your own people now?”

      “You’ll never get out of here alive,” the lieutenant sneered. “Nobody has ever escaped this prison and lived to tell about it.”

      “I’ve always had a knack for breaking protocol.” Devlin’s mouth curved in a dangerous imitation of a smile. “Get facedown on the floor. Hands behind your backs. All of you. Now.”

      “He’s a killer,” Underwood said to Emily as he got down on the floor. “Don’t believe anything he says. You’re through, Devlin!”

      Ignoring him, Zack crossed to her and held out his hand. “Give me your cuffs.”

      Numb with shock and the knowledge that she was about to cross the point of no return, she removed three nylon restraints from her belt and handed them to Zack. She watched as he secured the men’s hands behind their backs.

      “What are you doing?” she asked.

      “Saving your life.” He shot her a sober look. “And mine. Come on.”

      Underwood raised his head. “Don’t ruin your life, Emily. You don’t know who you’re dealing with. Zack Devlin is an Irish terrorist. A very dangerous man who’s murdered dozens of innocent people.”

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