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Автор Черри Эдер
An Ivy Book
Published by The Random House Publishing Group
Copyright © 2002 by Cherry Adair
All rights reserved.
Published in the United States by Ivy Books, an imprint of The Random House Publishing Group, a division of Random House, Inc. , New York, and simultaneously in Canada by Random House of Canada Limited, Toronto.
Ivy Books and colophon are registered trademarks of Random House, Inc.
eISBN: 978-0-345-49407-8
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Contents
Copyright
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-one
Chapter Twenty-two
To Maureen Child
“Thank you!” she cried, waving her wooden leg.
Acknowledgments
Fabien Cousteau
My expert on all things nautical.
For answering my questions so
good-naturedly.
and
The people of beautiful Tahiti
and
Michelle Davison
Timekeeper Extraordinaire
An enormous THANK YOU!
Any mistakes I’ve made are all my own.
Chapter One
“Turn around, lady. I can’t see what the hell you’re saying!”
From the deck of the
Tally Cruise and Arnaud Bouchard.
The daughter and the right-hand man of his archenemy, Trevor Church.
Now here was an unholy alliance.
The high-powered binocs brought the woman up close and personal. Plain little thing. Stubborn chin. Dark hair. Blue eyes. Surprisingly sensual mouth.
Her timing sucked. Hell, Church wasn’t even around. Yet.
Michael had three days before Church’s return. Three days to bait and set the trap. Three days, after eleven months of meticulous planning.
Anticipation had kept him motivated. But he wasn’t alive.
Lieutenant Michael Wright had died on Paradise Island last October. Now the living ghost of the man occupying his shell was ready to write the last chapter and close the book on Church once and for all.It was as personal as it was unofficial.
Even off the books, this would be his last mission for Uncle Sam. He needed no accolades, no medals, and no acknowledgment. He and his partner had started this a year ago.
And failed.
Now he was back. Alone.
Failure was not an option.
He was ready. Focused. Intent. A heat-seeking missile targeted on Church’s destruction. The long months of preparation had come down to mere days. The hours ticking away like a metronome in his brain.
Bouchard grabbed Tally about the waist and tried to kiss her. Ms. Cruise pushed out of the guy’s arms, then hauled off and slapped him. Hard.
“Ow. ” Michael winced. “That’s gotta hurt. ”
Apparently it did. She shook her hand, her slender shoulders stiff as she turned away. Gait unsteady because of the rough seas, she continued gesturing as she paced.
