Mine's to Kill by Capri Montgomery Page A

The cops were more than likely going to have patrol set up…unless they believed the reporters were not going to return. Clearly they thought his reason for not going for his run was that woman—maybe that was part of the reason, but Billy knew the real reason—the cops had probably told him not to venture back into the park.
     
    “You need a plan Billy Boy. You need a plan.” He turned off the television and pulled out his favorite knife. He was going hunting. This would be a slight detour, but once this was done he could go back to saving the little boys. He would eradicate every potential threat one kill at a time.
     

     
    York waited until the office was practically empty before taking care of positioning the camera and audio devices. He had to make sure they were strategically located so they weren’t detectable. His plan couldn’t work if actions changed because they knew they were being observed. Honestly he hated this part. He hated the violation of privacy, but in this case he didn’t have a choice. When a person decided to betray their position, their country, their unit, then they forfeited the right to privacy. He wasn’t skeptical of his choice of the traitor; all he needed was proof before he cast the net and dragged the scum in.
     
    They had lost too many witnesses, too many good agents young and old, married with children and single—they were all good people who didn’t deserve what they received. When Autumn confided in him, confirming his suspicions that she was there as more than what they all assumed she was there for, she confirmed another suspicion he had regarding those attacks on previous safe houses. He thought then that the information had to be leaking from inside somewhere; he just couldn’t figure out where and on what level. He hadn’t suspected, or more like he hadn’t wanted to suspect, one of their own. He had thought higher up because there were a select few who knew details of where every witness was going. It had to be one of them. But when Autumn told him she was there because of their unit, because the traitor was within their walls, he put some things together and came up with the person he thought it might be. One thing led to another and here he was installing cameras and audio devices.
     
    They had to stop this before anybody else got hurt. Every agent and witness out there was in danger until they found the leak and plugged it. He would say a bigger concern would be trust. If witnesses started hearing about how unsafe the protection program was they would be more reluctant to come forward, let alone testify, than they already were. Something had to be done before they crossed the threshold of no return. This had to be stopped and there had to be justice. He would make sure there was justice.
     

 

     

     
    Chapter Nine
     
    A utumn awakened to Colt’s honey brown eyes staring back at her. She smiled at him before dipping her head to his chest and kissing him softly. She signed a sweet good morning to him and he gave her one back. She didn’t know how long he had been awake, but she did know he hadn’t moved. If he had moved even a fraction it would have awakened her. He was too good at stealth mode. She noticed that on the first day when he crept up behind her a couple times. He hadn’t meant to startle her, but he had done it anyway. She had almost shot him, but thankfully her brain processed the non-threat before her hand could take charge of the weapon.
     
    She brushed her fingers along his abs before patting his stomach and raising her head so she could look at him again. “Time to get up,” she mouthed.
     
    He grinned. “I’d rather stay here,” he signed. “But you’re right. Morning run, then painting…” he stopped signing and she wondered what was wrong. “I have to show you something.” He sat up and pulled his sweats from the floor, pulling on his pants while she pulled on his shirt before padding alongside him down the hallway. When