(Omega Team Book 2 of 2)
(Hot Target Book 1)
Camila Borrego, the vindictive head of a powerful Cuban drug cartel, is on U. S. soil to avenge the murder of her father and she will stop at nothing to carry out what the man started. She orders assassination hit squads to target the elite Omega Team and their families, to annihilate them in vicious simultaneous attacks. Blood is shed and the Omega Team is hit hard.
No one is safe, not even Sam Rafferty’s mother.
Camila orders her deadliest executioners, identical twin brothers Amadeo and Tavio Vega, to seek and destroy retired Navy SEAL Sam Rafferty and his mother, and the ruthless cartel leader comes to witness the brutal carnage. As Sam’s mother, Geneva Rafferty, prepares her isolated cabin in the Florida everglades to weather a fast approaching hurricane, she’s caught in the crossfire of the deadly triad. She’s gravely injured and narrowly escapes the death dealers by fleeing into the swamp.
But Camila will discover that Sam Rafferty of the Omega Team is one tough target.
As a massive hurricane hits land, the storm rages toward Sam as he desperately searches for his missing and wounded mother, alongside Fish and Wildlife Special Agent Kate Cypress, an exotic Seminole beauty from his past who branded him with her love.
Isolated and alone in the vast and treacherous everglades, Sam and Kate are trapped in the eye of the storm with a cartel hit squad in hot pursuit. With time his worst enemy, Sam has no choice but to take a terrible risk that could jeopardize the lives of both his mother and Kate.
If he makes the wrong move, he could lose everything.
Rafael Madero opened his eyes to an empty bed. He lay on his belly, feeling the tangle of bed linens on his naked body, until a lazy smile spread across his face. The tantalizing perfume of Jacqui Lyles mixed with the scent of her musk and lingered in the air of his bedroom after their unforgettable night of sex.
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He called out to her, but felt the weight of her absence in the stillness of his loft until he remembered she’d gone to work early.
Rafe raised his body and rested his weight on an elbow to reach for her pillow. He took a deep breath of her fragrance and closed his eyes to remember. He pictured Jacqui’s face in the throes of an orgasm. The warmth of her breath stroked his cheek as she gasped and writhed under him. Her pale skin blushed pink and her body clutched at him as he drove into her wetness.
Even now, the mere thought of her made him hard. He pushed his face into her pillow and groaned. When his phone rang, he grabbed it off the nightstand and after he glanced at the name displayed on caller ID, he grinned.
“If you knew what I was thinking, you’d turn your car around,” he said.
Road noise muffled the sound of her sweet laugh.
“Oh, really. I like the sound of that.” She sighed. “I wish I could. That’s really why I’m calling. I can’t stop thinking of you either. I love you so much, Rafael.”
“Te quiero tambien, mi vida. Come to my place for lunch. I have a taste for something off the menu.”
“Not off my menu. Whatever you wanna savor, I got the flavor, baby. I’ll see you at—”
A loud crash made Rafael wince and he nearly dropped the phone. Something cold gripped him by the throat and his belly tightened into a fist.
“Jacqui? What’s happening?” he cried and yanked off the sheets that covered his bare body. When she didn’t answer, he raised his voice, “Are you okay? Say something.”
A bone chilling groan of metal bellowed, mixed with the high-pitched crunch of glass shattering. The grind of a large engine hurt his ears. Jacqui screamed and called his name, “Rafael. Oh, God. No.”
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