Six
Larry, a tough and intense man of Welsh ancestry, put the chopper in the air as soon as the wind died down enough to risk it. He’d noted their coordinates when the Knight woman had jumped out of the chopper and headed in that direction as directly as he dared. He still couldn’t believe she’d done it. Gutsy. Stupid, but gutsy. He’d freelanced for Grady long enough to see some pretty amazing things, but this took the prize. Of course it wouldn’t mean jack to Grady if he came back without her.
It had been a lucky break for him when she came boiling out of the hospital as if she had a rocket up her ass. She’d been so upset, she hadn’t been able to find her keys in her purse. Didn’t hear him behind her. Didn’t struggle long either, not after he stuck her in the neck with Grady’s fancy kno
