Forced to Kill (The Nathan McBride Series Book 2)
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Trained Marine sniper Nathan McBride is the sole survivor of Montez de Oca, the brutal Nicaraguan interrogator who tortured countless souls to death before vanishing fourteen years ago. Though McBride’s body—as well as his soul—still bear the scars from the interrogator’s blade, he dares to hope the worst is behind him.
But when the FBI recovers a mutilated body from a remote Utah lake, McBride needs just one glimpse to know the truth: Montez de Oca has resurfaced, this time on American soil. And McBride will be damned if he lets him escape again. So begins a quest for justice that will push McBride to the edge, pitting his capacity for mercy against his hunger for vengeance in a deadly game of cat-and-mouse that will reach into the highest levels of the US government.
with. She’s got two daughters, but is she married? Divorced? Does she have a boyfriend? Who fathered her children?” Holly fell silent for a moment. “It’s likely the San Diego PD has already made those types of inquiries. I wouldn’t be surprised if Henning has a copy of the police report. I’ll find out.” He closed his eyes and rested his head. “When we get to your house, you’re getting some sleep.” Nathan crashed most of the day. He didn’t like losing the hours, but it couldn’t be helped.
weapons on the deck and step back from them.” The police cruiser arrived in a big hurry with its siren howling and light bar flashing. The officer killed the siren, parked in the middle of the street, and climbed out, his weapon already drawn. “You’re on,” Harvey whispered. Holding her badge at arm’s length, she spoke loudly and forcefully. “FBI. Special Agent in Charge, Holly Simpson, Sacramento field office.” The officer’s response was predictable. He trained his service piece on them and
closed to within twenty feet. “Keep your hands where I can see them.” She and Harvey complied. “We need a bus,” she added. “Blunt force head trauma. Semiconscious. Possibly a glancing bullet wound.” “Copy that,” the officer replied, “medical is already on the way.” He spoke into his lapel mike. A second cruiser arrived from the opposite direction. Two more sirens closed in. Holly pointed toward the house. “We’ve got three dead inside, a fourth escaped on foot. He’s armed with an assault
now believed Dalton himself hadn’t ordered the assassination attempt in Tobago, he needed to be 100 percent sure. Extracting that information would be relatively straightforward and simple, especially since he had the man’s ex-wife and daughters as leverage. But he didn’t have an unlimited amount of time. How long could he safely stay in the United States? A week? Maybe ten days? The FBI had ample resources. Sooner or later they’d catch up with him. The failed attempt to capture McBride meant
and his daughters. He’ll be disposing of the bodies within the hour. We’ll never find him in time. It’s over. We lost. The girls are as good as dead. Let’s just face it. We lost!” Harv grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him to make eye contact. “It’s not over. Do you hear me? It’s not over until I say it’s over.” Nathan’s voice lowered. “Harv, pull your head out and look around. He’s gone.” Harv touched the side of Nathan’s head, making him resume eye contact. “That’s bullshit. You’re no