Tamed by Texans (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 5)
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Shannon might be in her sixties but she still had the fire of a twenty-year-old.
Jena turned to Ethel, aiming her gun at the door, ready to do whatever necessary should it come to the worst.
The women of Destiny were capable. Very capable. She thought of Megan, Nicole, Amber, Gretchen, Erica, and so many others, all of them wonderful examples for Kimmie.
Kimmie. Please, God, don’t let me die here. I need to live for my baby.
“Let us see who is in the sheriff’s private office,” one of the Russians said.
“You can’t go in there,” Shannon told them. “Stop or I will use this.”
Jena heard a scuffle.
The bastard laughed. “You thought this pea shooter could stop me.”
Two gunshots fired.
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Matt looked at the timer on the sophisticated bomb behind the chair.
There was enough Semtex, the Soviet’s version of C4, to blow up the entire block.
The blue numbers showed less than five minutes until detonation.
“Everyone out. This is a bomb and it’s about to blow. Get the neighbors far away.”
Black ran up beside him as the rest raced out the door. “Go, Dixon. I can diffuse it.”
He knew his boss had experience deactivating all kinds of explosives, but this clearly wasn’t an ordinary device. “If you haven’t done it in two minutes or less, get out of here.”
“I will,” Black said. “Go make sure all the civilians are safe.”
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Jena saw the door open. Time seemed to slow to a crawl.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
Every shaky breath matched her racing pulse.
With her finger on the trigger, she watched the two thugs enter, their guns drawn.
They fired their guns in every direction, and she ducked behind a desk.
Ethel crouched down behind the sofa, unloading her bullets from her handgun.
Jena did the same, squeezing the trigger again and again, begging the heavens for a miracle.
“Bitch.” The bigger of the two groaned and slumped to the ground.
The thinner man with the tats that ran up his neck turned to her.
Their eyes locked as he swung his weapon her direction.
She fired her gun and watched his eyes widen. He fell to the ground, his weapon still in his hand.
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