CONNOR (SEAL Team Seven) Book 1 (14 page)

Cord split off from Zak
and Quinn who went to make sure the kids were in bed where they were supposed
to be. None of us were too jazzed about putting kids out. Neither did we want
to scare them half to death if they woke up in the middle of the night to seven
strange men in their home. Logan and Ty went to wire the place and I waited.

Cord came back with the
okay and we gave it another minute before I headed up to the room to see one
Dennis
Crampton
. I pulled the pillow out from under
his head and dropped it over his face. When his struggles lessened and he was
at the edge of darkness I removed it and pulled him from the bed. Now he knows
I mean fucking business and won’t think twice about offing his ass.

Downstairs the others
were waiting for us. I dropped him in the middle of the circle and waited for
him to stop gasping for air. I’m sure we made a sight. The room was in darkness
but the moonlight coming through the windows was most likely catching on the
combat paint beneath our eyes and the bottom half of our faces. We’d decided
that this was the best way to keep our identities hidden for now until we knew
what else we were dealing with.

“Tell us about your little operation
Crampton
.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I
think he didn’t realize his finger had been broken until the loud snap sounded
in the room. The shock of the pain kept him from feeling it for at least a
second or two. The gag stuffed into his mouth ensured that the screams wouldn’t
wake his kids.

“Each time you bullshit
me I’ll break something else, then we’ll head upstairs and get started on the
others your choice.”

He started pleading for
his life and the lives of his family but it all fell on deaf ears. Of course
next was the sob story of how he got caught up in something he had no control
over. He didn’t know the men who’d approached him were into smuggling. He’d
tried to get out when he realized but they’d threatened his family. Fucking
liar. The money Quinn had found painted a different story.
 
He got a little tight lipped when it came to
names but one more finger here or there was soon enough to loosen his fucking
tongue.

I was waiting for one name. I don’t know how I
was so sure that it was the one I suspected. Maybe it was wishful thinking on
my part. Maybe it was just me looking for any excuse to bury the fuck because
he was the only one other than me to have laid hands on my woman. Don’t ask my
why the fuck that bothers me it just does.

Still it wasn’t reason enough to off a
motherfucker. This shit might be though.

“So you’ve been smuggling drugs in and
laundering money out for the past two years and no one got wind of it.”

“We
were always careful I was just the go between kind of.”

“Kill
the bullshit, we’ve seen the paper trial you’re up to your eyeballs in this
shit. Now what we want to know is how does the
Dupre
foundation play into all this?”

“How
do you know about that?”

“I’m asking the questions here asshole. Now
talk.”

“They don’t, that’s
Rob’s thing. Some chick he’s fucking…” I punched him before he could get the
words out of his mouth. I felt hands on me pulling me back as I swung again.

“Easy brother easy.” Logan
whispered in my ear and reminded my ass that if I went off because he’d
mentioned
Dani
that it would be a dead giveaway. I
shook him off and shook the blood from my eye as I went to stand over the piece
a shit again.

“How did he get her information?”

“What
do you mean? She gave it to him she’s part of the organization. She handles the
money that’s her thing.”

 
No
fucking way. I didn’t even stumble back from the force of his words because
there was no way my
Dani
was involved in this shit.

“You’re lying, he did it himself, stole the
information or tricked her somehow. How did he do it? And don’t fucking lie to
me again.”

“I’m
not lying I swear.” He cowered away from me almost in the fetal position. “Why
don’t you go to their condo and ask them yourselves?”

“Come again?”

“Rob and his chick Karen
they have a place not too far from here.” Shit I didn’t even know the asshole
lived here I always thought he lived in Briarwood. I looked at each of my
brothers in turn. Who the fuck was Karen? I’d pretty much met all of Danielle’s
friends by now and I don’t recall a Karen in the bunch.

“Who else is involved in this thing? Who’s your
boss?”

He dropped a few names that none of us knew but
we could easily verify. We’d got pretty much everything we needed from him. It
was time to move on to the next player.

“We’ll be watching your house, you tip these
guys off that we’re onto them you won’t draw another breath. If I find out what
you’re saying is a lie same goes.” He clutched his maimed hand and tried to
stand as we headed out the door. I wondered how he planned to explain his
misfortune to his wife and kids.

On a hunch I called up
Dani
on the way back to our bikes. She sounded like she’d already been fast asleep
which just might work in my favor. She wasn’t exactly with it when she first
woke up. “Babe does Karen still work for you guys?”

“Connor? Yes. What, what happened?”

“Nothing happened baby
just go back to sleep.” She mumbled something and hung up. I shut the phone off
and turned to the others. “At least that answers that question.” I didn’t even
have to say anything else. Tyler got out his nifty little reconfigured
smartphone and put in some info.

By the time we reached
the bikes he had what he was looking for. “Got her. Karen Skeet twenty-eight.
Huh looks like the asshole traded way the fuck down. He held up the screen to
show us the bleached blonde who looked a little rough around the edges.

“What does it say Ty?” I
climbed on the back of my ride and waited while the others did the same. I was
already pissed way the fuck off so whatever he found out about this bitch won’t
make much of a difference but I liked to have as much information as possible
when I was about to do a job.

I wouldn’t like to find
out after the fact for instance that this person was being used against her
will or some shit. Or that they were holding a gun to her sick mother’s head or
some sick shit like that and she had no other choice. That shit isn’t just for
the movies. There are some seriously fucked up individuals who makes Hollywood
look like child’s play.

“She’s a finance major
from Vassar.
Coulda
fooled me, maybe this is an old
picture or some shit. Says here she’s been working for the charity for the past
year and a half give or take.”

“Huh,
Dani
says she ran into that asshole about a year or so ago.
So how did they play it? Did he send Karen in or did he meet her and got the
idea. Nah,
Crampton
said they’d been smuggling for
two years. I’m more inclined to believe he sent her in for this purpose. Is
there anyway to tell if she’s really who she says she is?”

“On it.” We had to wait a little longer for his
tool to do its thing.

“Nope
the real Karen Skeet lives in Greensborough and is married with a young child.
The date of birth and credentials are the same and since this one isn’t using
her Ivy-league education to steal I’m more inclined to believe that she’s the
real thing.”

This Karen was a brunette who looked like a
professional as opposed to a recovering alcoholic.

“Let’s go I’ve got the
addy
.” I did a Google earth search and pinpointed the
asshole’s location. It was a condo so there was more traffic around him than
the last one but nothing we couldn’t get around. This area was more yuppie
central for the younger crowd. There were six condos three and three on a
little
cul
de sac.

The lights were off here as well. Everyone was
asleep granted they were even home. There was no real way of telling unless we
called and I didn’t want to do that. I liked having the element of surprise on
my side.

“You guys don’t even need to come in with me. In
and out in five.”

“No
way bro you’re not killing him.”

“Why the fuck not Logan?”

“Use your head Connor.
The wrong person go digging and uncover the shit they’re up to with your
woman’s name all over this shit and it leads back to you they’ll have your ass
pegged in ten seconds flat.”

“No problem I already
reversed the trail, it leads right back to her.” Quinn grinned like the fucking
grim reaper. He’s another murdering fuck, which is just what I needed on my
side right now.

“I don’t see why I can’t just break both their
fucking necks right now and be done with it.”

“Because we’re not animals. Besides I’ve got a
better idea. When we move the money the men coming in a week will do our dirty
work for us. We’re here so you can get this shit out of your system but you’re
not killing them.”

Well fuck. We didn’t
have to neutralize the neighbors on either side. Just cut out the lock on the
backdoor to the place and slip inside. We headed up the stairs like smoke and
did the same to his door. Inside the others didn’t actually hang back but they
let me take the lead.

I found them in bed
asleep, didn’t look like there was any love lost between these two or maybe
that’s how people usually slept. The fuck I know. I haven’t slept without some
part of me touching Danielle since I brought her home. Not the time Connor.

I wasn’t quiet as I made
my way around to his side of the bed. Chump had his woman closest to the door
right in the line of fire. I started beating his ass before I’d dragged him
completely out of bed. Logan was there to shush her with a hand around her
throat when she woke up startled. With the shit these two were into you’d think
they’d sleep with one eye open. I guess it’s true what they say. Only the
guilty can sleep the sleep of the dead after the shit they’ve done.

“Who are you?” He had got one question in before
I threw his ass into the wall.

“Tell me this, did you go after her to fuck her
life over huh?” Either he recognized my voice from the one time we’d met or he
was one
cognizant
motherfucker when he woke up because
his eyes widened in understanding.

“I didn’t. Stop what’re you doing?” Is he stupid
what the fuck did it look like I was doing?

“I’ll tell you what I’m doing. I’m going to beat
you to within an inch of your life for fucking with what’s mine. Then I’m gonna
leave you to your smuggler friends to finish you the fuck off.” Yeah maybe
Logan had the right idea there after all.

The others were tossing
the place while I did my thing. I guess they were looking for any information
they could use that we hadn’t found at
Crampton’s
.
 
I wasn’t too interested in that shit right
now. I wanted to obliterate this fucker and his partner in crime. I could hear
Logan whispering to her in the background while I plowed my fist into Robert’s
face. When I was sure he wasn’t going to be able to see out of his eyes anytime
soon I started on his body.

He’d stopped begging me
for his life about five minutes ago when I’d broken his fucking nose. I imagine
he was in immense pain from me pulverizing his internal organs. I concentrated
mostly on the kidneys. Logan said I couldn’t kill him right now he didn’t say
anything about him dying at some later date from his injuries.

I used all my training
to attack only the areas that would do the most damage. It was dispassionate
and precise. He was unconscious by the time I realized my hands were tired as
fuck. I left him on the floor in a heap and walked over to where Logan still
had her. Grabbing her by the throat I pulled her out of his hands.

“What’s your real name?” She was shaking like a
leaf.

“I already got that info bro let’s be out.”

“Was she nice to you? I
bet she treated you better than anyone ever has in your pathetic life but you
were willing to fuck her over. I ought to kill your ass right now.” She made a
sound of distress as her eyes flew to the bloody mess on the floor and then
back to mine. I had to satisfy myself with a hard slap across her face that
hopefully loosened a few teeth before Logan was hustling me out of the room.

By the time we got back
to the compound my woman was fast asleep so I was able to slip into the shower
and wash off most of the evidence. Wasn’t shit I could do about my bruised
knuckles though so I just doctored them and climbed into
bed.

“Connor?” She sighed and
turned to me in her sleep. I should probably leave her alone but I needed her.
It fucked with my head that while I’d thought I was protecting her something
like that was going on behind the scenes.
Something that
could have potentially taken her away from me.
I don’t understand that
shit as well as Quinn does but from what little I’d seen they’d had her tied up
nice and tight with a little bow for anyone who came looking.

I ran my hands over her
slowly, softly, gentling her awake with my mouth on hers. She sighed into my
mouth and opened up for my tongue. I kissed my way down her middle until I
reached her heat. She’d taken a bath after I’d left. Her fresh flowery scent
was almost as intoxicating as the scent of her pussy when I’d just fucked her.
I preferred her a little dirty though so I got to work making her so.

She moved against my
mouth as I tongue fucked her into full wakefulness. Her hands came down to play
in my hair as I lifted her to my mouth so I could sink my tongue deeper. When
she was swollen and hot around my tongue I eased up her body and pulling her
head back so I could see into her eyes I slipped into her. I closed my eyes
against the enormity of the feelings that hit me as I started fucking into her
body nice and slow.

Folding her close I
rocked our bodies in a slow dance of love, whispering words of love and praise
in her ears as her body strained up to meet mine. Lifting one of her legs
higher on my hip I went in deeper but still kept the slow glide in and out of
her until we both came with a groan.

I fitted her body next
to mine after pulling out minutes later. “Sleep baby.” She was out in seconds.