Tough Justice: Hunted
Justice is worth every sacrifice.Part 8 of 8 in the chilling, high-octane FBI thriller TOUGH JUSTICE from NYT bestselling author Carla Cassidy and Tyler Anne Snell, Carol Ericson and Gail Barrett.Live or die. Her or Moretti. The time is now.The worst has happened; her mark is on the run. But Lara has no clues. No destination. Just fear for those she loves and bone deep belief that he’s coming straight for her. But she knows Moretti – just as he knows her. And when the final clue clicks into place, the hunt is on…Lara will do anything it takes to catch this evil man who has caused the deaths of countless innocent people. With emotions on a knife edge, Lara is running on instinct; on the desperation of unconditional love. With adrenaline pumping, this is it for Lara – with flight not an option, all she can do is fight to the end…Tough Justice: Exposed (Part 1 of 8) by Carla CassidyTough Justice: Watched (Part 2 of 8) by Tyler Anne SnellTough Justice: Burned (Part 3 of 8) by Carol EricsonTough Justice: Trapped (Part 4 of 8) by Gail BarrettTough Justice: Twisted (Part 5 of 8) by Gail BarrettTough Justice: Ambushed (Part 6 of 8) by Carol EricsonTough Justice: Betrayed (Part 7 of 8) by Tyler Anne SnellTough Justice: Hunted (Part 8 of 8) by Carla Cassidy
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Tough Justice: Hunted (Part 8 of 8)
Carla Cassidy
TOUGH JUSTICE: Justice is worth every sacrifice.
Episode Eight: Hunted
The Grand Finale is finally here, a moment Moretti has been thinking about since he learned of Laraâs betrayal. Moretti has escaped from prison and his only goal is to go after Laraâs daughterâhis daughter. He knows Lara will do anything to save her child. Heâs counting on that. Lara has been a worthy adversary, always playing to win. This is it: hunter vs. hunted...
Justice is worth every sacrifice.
A brand-new 8-part reading experience starting January 12, 2016!
FBI agent Lara Grant has finally put her life as an undercover operative behind her and started a new assignment in New York City. But her past and present collide and become ever more twisted as a spate of murders sends a message that is cruelly, chillingly personal...
Tough Justice: Exposed (Part 1 of 8) by New York Times bestselling author Carla Cassidy
Tough Justice: Watched (Part 2 of 8) by Tyler Anne Snell
Tough Justice: Burned (Part 3 of 8) by Carol Ericson
Tough Justice: Trapped (Part 4 of 8) by Gail Barrett
Tough Justice: Twisted (Part 5 of 8) by Gail Barrett
Tough Justice: Ambushed (Part 6 of 8) by Carol Ericson
Tough Justice: Betrayed (Part 7 of 8) by Tyler Anne Snell
Tough Justice: Hunted (Part 8 of 8) by New York Times bestselling author Carla Cassidy
CARLA CASSIDY is an award-winning New York Times bestselling author who has written more than one hundred and twenty novels for Mills & Boon Books. In 1995, she won Best Silhouette Romance from RT Book Reviews for Anything for Danny. In 1998, she also won a Career Achievement Award for Best Innovative Series from RT Book Reviews. Carla believes the only thing better than curling up with a good book to read is sitting down at the computer with a good story to write.
To the Tough Justice team,
who worked overtime to make this happen!
Contents
About Tough Justice
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Epilogue
He knocked on the front door with the confidence of a man befitting his authority. The sun had just peeked a tiny sliver of light over the horizon, and the neighborhood was silent. When there was no immediate response in the house, he knocked again, this time with more force.
âYes? Who is it?â a deep male voice asked.
âUS Marshal Adam Kincaid. Iâm Peter Lindenâs partner. I need you to open the door right now. As you know, we have a Code Red situation.â
âCan I see some identification?â
âOf course.â He pulled out the slim black wallet that held a badge and the ID and held it up to the half-moon-shaped window in the door.
A rush of adrenaline filled him as he heard the sound of locks being turned and the alarm being disarmed. The door opened to reveal a man in a navy T-shirt and a pair of light blue pajama bottoms, worry etching deep lines in his face.
A woman in a red robe appeared just behind the man, her features radiating a simmering panic. âWhatâs happening?â
âWe canât keep this location secure. We need to move the child. Her father escaped from prison earlier this morning, and we have reason to believe he might be coming here to do harm to her. This has become a Level Ten. We have to move fast.â
The man shot a glance toward the street where an official-looking car awaited. âWhereâs Marshal Linden? Heâs our caseworker.â
âHeâs setting up the new safe house. I need to move the baby now.â
âWe need to get dressed...â
âWe need to keep you separate, in case weâre followed. Peter wants to remove the child first. The two of you will follow when we get the all-clear. Iâll be texting you directions. Be ready.â He stepped into the foyer. The gun beneath his jacket was a heady reminder that he was the one in control.
Tears sprang to the womanâs eyes. âIâll... Iâll go get her.â She disappeared down a hallway.
The woman returned with the dark-haired sleeping seven-month-old in her arms. The tears that had gleamed in her eyes moments before now coursed down her cheeks. The little girl was clad in a mint-green sleeper and wrapped in a pink blanket.
âYouâll call us soon?â she asked.
He gave a curt nod. âWe have to move now.â He walked to the woman, and with a small sob she handed him the baby. Immediately she began to cry in earnest, and her husband quickly placed an arm around her shoulder.
He didnât wait to see anything else. He had what he wanted, and the two frightened people meant nothing to him. If they hadnât complied, then he would have shot them without a second thought.
He turned on his heels and left the house. It wasnât until they were in the car and pulling away from the curb that he allowed the full flush of his success to sweep through him. He leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes.
