“Three…two…one…”

Deep breath.

“Go.”

The snowmobile fired, roaring to life in a cloud of oily smoke and Carmen launched, barely clearing the door crawling its way upward.

The chill seared her skin and made her eyes tear up, but she’d seen the break in the trees and kept the nose pointed in that direction.

She heard the gunfire—Gallagher’s shots louder in her earpiece—heard some thwaps against the machine. Doing damn near a hundred already, she didn’t dare to flinch.

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(Read Chapter One here)

From his treetop vantage point, Gallagher swept his binoculars across the property. Now that the perimeter was established and they were confident the intruder couldn’t escape, they had slowed things down. The men were waiting, calming themselves and coming up with a plan.

Gallagher just had to come up with a better plan faster and he and Carmen would win.

The garage door was a problem. As he took a few precious minutes … Read More »