Deadly Target
Chapter One
“I can’t see a damn thing!”
The windshield wipers worked furiously back and forth against the window as Mikayla “Lynx” Lincoln rolled her eyes from the passenger seat of the large SUV. Not that the wipers helped against the relentless fall of swirling white mist outside the car window.
It’s not like it had been her idea to drive out in a storm. No, it had been the brainchild of the man currently sitting in the driver’s seat, but now was probably not a good time to mention that.
God save her from friends with good intentions.
Continuing to rant, Adrian Savage let out a stream of curses as the SUV skidded on the icy road. “I think all weathermen should be shot. Do you hear me? Shot! Light snow my ass! We are in the frickin’ arctic tundra and I can’t see a fucking thing!”
Mikayla glanced out the window into the blizzard that only hours ago had been forecasted as a light snowfall until the late hours of the night. Barely evening now, it seemed that the forecasters were indeed wrong again.
Mikayla’s own reflection shone back at her from the side window against the pure white backdrop outside. She was beautiful, even though she didn’t work at it. She kept her curly, dark hair short but fashionably styled, although most of the time she left it piled on the top of her head out of her way and off her face. She had a sprinkle of freckles across the bridge of her nose and on her cheeks, but instead of detracting from her beauty, the light markings only seemed to enhance it.
She knew the importance of presentation and she worked it well. She wore little makeup, but what she did wear accented her exotic features in a way that enhanced her natural beauty and olive skin tone. She was tall at five nine, but Mikayla’s most striking feature were her unusual violet eyes. Unique and beautiful, they could be used to pierce a man’s soul with one look. She had made herself a strong, independent woman who knew who she was and what she wanted.
Too bad her work took over every minute of her life…
Looking back down at the map in her hands Mikayla shoved her hair back off of her face, absently wishing that she had tied it up as she tried to see how much farther they had to go until they reached their destination. Signs, signs would be good.
Not that they could see anything anyways.
Stopping somewhere where they could ride out the storm was essential considering they were in bum-fuck Colorado, literally in the middle of nowhere. They had flown into Denver then rented a car to drive her out to the small, isolated town of Serenity where she needed to go. Ha, she wasn’t exactly feeling too serene right now. A little light snow didn’t seem like a good reason to put off the journey Adrian had said, against Mikayla’s protests. But now, well, now it was a completely different story.
To put it simply, they were screwed.
“Adrian, we need to get the hell out of this storm. I can’t see the signs or landmarks for the turnoff,” Mikayla said.
Hands tight on the wheel, Adrian shot a glare at the rearview mirror. “Rock! Wake up, you fucking asshole!”
Mikayla glanced over her shoulder to where Rock Savage was sleeping peacefully in the back seat of the SUV in ignorant bliss to what was going on outside. Rock and Adrian Savage were twins, identical except for their hair. Rock had his head shaved and Adrian has short dark-brown spikes, but both were now covered with skull caps to keep the cold out. The men’s personalities were like night and day. Rock was a quiet man and preferred to blend into the background, while Adrian was usually the more friendly of the two.
Except for presently.
Adrian’s piercing green eyes were filled with barely contained rage as the car skidded on the icy road again. Once he gained control, Adrian took an empty bottle of water out of the cupholder and threw it in the back. Rock, being Rock, caught it on the fly without opening his eyes and yawned, stretching his long arms as far as he could in the confines of the car. Adrian let out another vicious curse as Rock kicked the driver’s seat hard from behind in retaliation.
Mikayla rolled her eyes before looking out the window again. She was trying to make out any landmarks that would help them figure out where in the hell they were as the men switched to a heated verbal battle that only brothers could manage without coming to physical blows. Not that they wouldn’t enjoy a physical brawl just as much.
The twins had taken an assignment in Denver dealing with some security issues, but they had planned to stay the night before making the trek back to the city. She knew they wanted to make sure she was settled in safe and sound in the cabin before they headed back. They would be busy working at Cryton Dynamics for the next month, but she had a feeling she would see them again before their assignment was complete.