DADDY P.I. 3.0 (DADDY P.I. CASEFILES #5) BY E J FROST – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: E J Frost
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LOGAN
I CROUCH low at the corner of a wooden wall and wipe sweat out of my
eyes.
The sun’s set but the November day has been unseasonably warm. The
heat, combined with the coveralls I’m wearing and the need for stealth as I
move through a maze of hedges and walls, have me dripping.
I wipe my hands on my pants, adjust my weapon, and raise my free
hand. My teammates, Mac, Sean, Taylor, and Cole, shuffle from their
hiding spots and tuck in tight to the corner. They adjust their own weapons.
Together, we wait.
I listen, straining to differentiate sounds through the muffling effect of
the maze. There are eight teams out tonight. Too many. I told Ry it was too
many. Too much potential for confusion. Too much possibility of being
caught in friendly fire. But Ry’s not a military man, so he gave it the
thumbs up anyway.
There. Over the city’s night noises, the slough of the breeze, the
shuffling of feet, a high, soft giggle. That’s the sound I’ve been listening
for.
“Attack!” I yell, willing to lose the element of surprise in favor of the
panic my shout will induce in those listening.
I lead my team barreling around the wooden corner, my gun up and
firing. A blob of bright pink paint catches a blonde head before it ducks
behind an overturned trestle table. The rest of my ammo spatters across the
wooden surface uselessly.
Three grinning faces pop up over the edge of the table, guns pointed at
me like a firing squad.
“Ambush!” I shout at my team, hoping that at least one of them will
make it to safety, even as splats of orange paint pepper the front of my
coveralls.
“You’re dead, Daddy!” Emily whoops, as she continues to fire.
I sit down in disgust. Mac plops into the grass next to me, scooping
fluorescent orange paint out of his ear.
“I’m still going to beat her ass tonight,” he tells me, tipping his head at
his blue-haired submissive, who is still firing over our heads.
“Definitely. Rampant insubordination.”
Mac chuckles and lies back in the grass, probably smearing paint all up
his back. Since I’m going to need a shower anyway, I join him in staring up
at the night sky. A few stars pierce the city’s light pollution and I smile up at
them, happy despite my team’s route.
“This doesn’t suck, son,” he says to me.
“I led us straight into an ambush,” I answer. “Kinda sucks.”
Mac laughs. “Faster the game’s over, faster I get to fuck my girl’s cute
little ass. Win-win.”
“Now that is the honest truth.” I lift my head to see what my girl’s doing
but she’s ducked back behind the trestle to avoid a volley of glowing green
paint coming from my left. “Give ‘em hell, Emmy,” I shout, to encourage
her.
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