Jet Read online

Page 2


  Chapter 1

  Turquoise water lapped at the powdery sand on the leeward side of Trinidad, caressing the shore with a tranquil surge. Decrepit fishing skiffs with single outboard engines floated a dozen yards from the beach, tugging gently at their moorings as their captains lazed in the shade, passing rum bottles and familiar stories back and forth.

  Music and the heady aroma of exotic food drifted on the evening air as the annual Carnival festival lurched into full roar. Excited groups of young children tore up and down the waterfront, peals of glee and laughter battling with the din of adult celebration. From far and wide, revelers packed the streets, beers hoisted high to the setting sun, welcoming the untamed night that was to follow. Flashes of coffee-colored skin, strong white teeth and long, smooth legs hinted at the weekend’s delights as a tremble of simmering promise pervaded the atmosphere, of possibility and inebriated hope. Drums pounded hypnotic tattoos as the flamboyant costumes and masks paraded, the natives and visitors alike bubbling with a giddy sense of abandon.

  The chime of the little internet café’s front door sounded, jolting Maya’s focus from the computer screen at her desk in the rear office. She pushed her long, black hair from her face with a listless hand and clicked the mouse with a sigh, noting the onscreen time. There had been no visitors for at least an hour, and she was getting ready to close. Her assistant had taken off at five, eager to join the bash, leaving her to clean up at the end of the day. Now, four hours later, there was little hope of any more revenue with the town in party mode. Anyone on the streets would have a more tangible kind of entertainment in mind than the sort found in cyberspace.

  As she shouldered through the hanging beads that separated the back from the storefront, a garrote looped over her head, and she barely got her left hand up in time to keep it from closing around her throat. She sensed the raw strength of her assailant as the wire bit into her hand and instinctively stomped on the top of his foot, trying to break his hold. Had Maya been wearing her boots she would have broken metatarsal bones, but with tennis shoes, all her effort bought was a grunt and a momentary relaxation of the deadly pressure.

  Blood ran down her wrist as she threw herself back, driving her attacker against a granite counter supporting a bank of monitors. A screen tumbled to the floor and shattered as she groped along the edge of the computers for anything she could use as a weapon.

  Her fingers found the neck of a Fanta bottle, and she swung it back to where his head would be. It connected with a satisfying thunk, and she swung it again, this time feeling it break against his skull. Ignoring the pain from the garrote, she stabbed behind her head with the jagged edge of the broken bottle, again and again, then heard a muted exclamation as a warm gush sprayed against her upper back. The grip on her loosened, and she swung around, bringing her knee up in a fluid motion as she flung the garrote away. She felt her leg connect with the soft flesh of his groin and caught a brief impression of a hardened middle-aged face with blood streaming from the man’s lacerated cheek and right eye. He swung at her with a fist, but she ducked to the right, and the punch went wide. She slashed at him with the bottle again, then feinted with it as she kicked him in the abdomen with all her might.

  The attacker’s legs buckled, and he stumbled, hitting his brutalized head against the counter as he dropped to one knee. Stunned, he reached into his pocket and extracted a switchblade. The blade snapped open – he lunged – she dodged the knife and kicked him again. This time he was ready for it; she felt the stiff muscles of his stomach tighten for the blow. As he crashed against the counter again, she flung the bottle at him then grabbed a flat screen monitor and swung it against his head, connecting with his cheekbone. The screen splintered as she continued to beat him with it, savaging what was left of his face.

  But he still held onto the knife.

  He threw himself against her, and she felt a stab of pain as the blade nicked her lower back even as she twisted to stay clear of it. She kneed him again, pulled a mouse free from the devastation and wrapped its cable around his neck, improvising a stranglehold.

  The muscles in her arms bulged as she pulled against both ends of the wire, and the slashing of the knife gradually became feebler even as she stayed out of its reach. Maya ignored the blood streaming from the slice in her left hand as she strained to maintain her grip, watching as consciousness faded from the killer.

  Aware that he was losing the struggle, he wrenched himself away, tearing the mouse cord from her hands. She rushed to the cash register, hoping to grab one of the heavy metal pitchers she used for water and juice, but he swung a foot at her legs, bringing her down against the register before he spun, leaning against it for support as he lurched toward her, knife at the ready. She knew he was blinded by the blood streaming down his face, but that wouldn’t do her any good now that she’d lost the momentum and he was on the offensive.

  He slashed at her again with the blade, catching her loose shirt but missing her ribs. She twisted and groped for the scissors she kept by the register, but her fingers felt a different, familiar shape. Chest heaving from exertion, she grabbed it and smashed it against his head with all her might.

  His eyes widened in puzzled surprise before he dropped to the floor, twitching spasmodically.

  She watched his death throes, eyeing the base of the receipt holder she had used, its six-inch steel spike driven through his ear into his brain. When he stopped convulsing, she fell back onto one of the swivel chairs, trembling slightly, and quickly took stock. The hand was messy, but when she flexed her fingers, they moved, so it was superficial. She could tell that the cut on her lower back was trivial, even though it stung a little. Most of the blood on her was from the dead man.

  She stood panting for a few moments then, after glancing around, grabbed one of the shop T-shirts she sold to tourists and wrapped it around her hand. Returning to her attacker’s corpse, she leaned down and felt in his clothes for a weapon, but he’d carried nothing other than the garrote, the knife and a wallet with a no-name credit card and a few hundred dollars.

  A noise at the back of the shop snapped her back into the moment. Someone was trying to get through the locked back door.

  If they were professional, it wouldn’t stop them for long, she knew.

    Night of the Assassin Read onlineNight of the AssassinJet Read onlineJetThe Day After Never - Nemesis (Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian Thriller - Book 9) Read onlineThe Day After Never - Nemesis (Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian Thriller - Book 9)The Day After Never - Legion (Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian Thriller - Book 8) Read onlineThe Day After Never - Legion (Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian Thriller - Book 8)Upon A Pale Horse (Bio-Thriller) Read onlineUpon A Pale Horse (Bio-Thriller)The Day After Never (Book 1): Blood Honor Read onlineThe Day After Never (Book 1): Blood HonorKing of Swords a-1 Read onlineKing of Swords a-1The Day After Never Bundle (First 4 novels) Read onlineThe Day After Never Bundle (First 4 novels)Emerald Buddha (Drake Ramsey Book 2) Read onlineEmerald Buddha (Drake Ramsey Book 2)BLACK to Reality Read onlineBLACK to RealityThe Day After Never - Retribution (Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian Thriller - Book 4) Read onlineThe Day After Never - Retribution (Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian Thriller - Book 4)Ramsey's Gold (Drake Ramsey Book 1) Read onlineRamsey's Gold (Drake Ramsey Book 1)The Day After Never (Book 2): Purgatory Road Read onlineThe Day After Never (Book 2): Purgatory RoadJET - Ops Files Read onlineJET - Ops FilesRevenge of the Assassin a-2 Read onlineRevenge of the Assassin a-2Requiem for the Assassin - 06 Read onlineRequiem for the Assassin - 06The Geronimo Breach Read onlineThe Geronimo BreachSahara Read onlineSaharaThe Day After Never (Book 4): Retribution Read onlineThe Day After Never (Book 4): RetributionOps Files II--Terror Alert Read onlineOps Files II--Terror AlertUpon A Pale Horse Read onlineUpon A Pale HorseKing of Swords (Assassin series #1) Read onlineKing of Swords (Assassin series #1)A Girl Apart Read onlineA Girl ApartNight of the Assassin: Assassin Series Prequel Read onlineNight of the Assassin: Assassin Series PrequelRage Of The Assassin Read onlineRage Of The AssassinThe Day After Never - Perdition (Book 6) Read onlineThe Day After Never - Perdition (Book 6)The Voynich Cypher Read onlineThe Voynich CypherJET, no. 3 Read onlineJET, no. 3The Day After Never - Blood Honor (Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian Thriller) Read onlineThe Day After Never - Blood Honor (Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian Thriller)9 More Killer Thrillers Read online9 More Killer ThrillersThe Goddess Legacy Read onlineThe Goddess LegacyFatal Exchange Read onlineFatal ExchangeFatal Exchange (Fatal Series Book 1) Read onlineFatal Exchange (Fatal Series Book 1)JET - Forsaken Read onlineJET - ForsakenBlack Read onlineBlackJet j-1 Read onlineJet j-1Betrayal j-2 Read onlineBetrayal j-2Jet 04: Reckoning Read onlineJet 04: ReckoningJet 03: Vengeance Read onlineJet 03: VengeanceFatal Deception Read onlineFatal DeceptionA Girl Betrayed (A Leah Mason suspense thriller Book 2) Read onlineA Girl Betrayed (A Leah Mason suspense thriller Book 2)The Day After Never - Covenant (Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian Thriller - Book 3) Read onlineThe Day After Never - Covenant (Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian Thriller - Book 3)JET II - Betrayal (JET #2) Read onlineJET II - Betrayal (JET #2)Zero Sum, Book One, Kotov Syndrome Read onlineZero Sum, Book One, Kotov SyndromeRevenge of the Assassin Read onlineRevenge of the AssassinThe Day After Never - Insurrection (Book 5) Read onlineThe Day After Never - Insurrection (Book 5)BLACK in the Box Read onlineBLACK in the BoxZero Sum Read onlineZero SumJET - Escape: (Volume 9) Read onlineJET - Escape: (Volume 9)The Manuscript Read onlineThe ManuscriptBLACK Is Back Read onlineBLACK Is BackSilver Justice Read onlineSilver JusticeBlood of the Assassin Read onlineBlood of the AssassinRage of the Assassin: (Assassin Series #6) Read onlineRage of the Assassin: (Assassin Series #6)BLACK Is the New Black Read onlineBLACK Is the New Black