HIS Choice: An H.I.S. Novel (H.I.S. series Book 2) Read Online Free

arrived home safely.
    Then he’d dreamt about her.
    He shifted in the seat and adjusted himself.
    How long had it been since he’d been with a woman? It was before he left everything behind for this life. Way too long.
    The howling wind blew the swirling snow sideways bringing him back to the present. He hoped it wouldn’t affect their return flight. Use of the private plane allowed them to leave the city before the authorities realized a crime had been committed and setup roadblocks and monitored flights. He liked that idea.
    His chest tightened at not being privy to the plan once he, Hank and their passenger arrived at the airplane. He shouldn’t worry about failure since the team worked as a well-oiled machine. They’d achieved nothing but success in their past missions. He had to trust them. He almost laughed out loud. Trust them? Not possible.
    The confidence in the walk of the man crossing the street assured AJ things had occurred as planned. Elliott had come through after all.
    AJ’s heart rate accelerated. The usual adrenaline rush of pulling off a job filled his every cell.
    He straightened in his seat and started the vehicle. “Hank, wake up, it’s time to play.” AJ heard a grunt and shuffling from the back seat.
    Fighting a shiver when the pseudo attorney opened the passenger door proved difficult. Damn this fucking cold weather.
    “Let’s go,” the man sitting next to him ordered.
    AJ didn’t respond. They had no idea how much of a head-start they’d have. He slowly exited the parking lot, turned right on S. Clark Street and then right on W. Congress Parkway.
    “Buckle up. We could be in for a dangerous ride in this weather.”
    The passenger begrudgingly complied. “I want to arrive at the plane safely and get the fuck out of this city.”
    So far, so good. Driving as fast as safely possible in the worsening weather, he picked up his cell phone and dialed. “ETA four-zero.”
    “We’re ready for wheels up when you arrive. Any problems?” his team leader asked.
    “No. We’re clear so far.” The man sitting next to him stared straight ahead. You couldn’t tell the difference unless you looked for it. The suit fit well and there was no redness on his neck. This was going to work.
    AJ disconnected the call and checked the rear view mirror again. Tight muscles refused to allow him to settle until this ended.
    Exactly forty minutes later they arrived at the Chicago Executive Airport. He and Hank wiped down the SUV before they boarded the Gulfstream G650. The truck would eventually be found. Linking it to today’s activities would be impossible.
    AJ walked aboard and straight to the bar, grabbing a cold beer before he took a seat, fully stretching his legs. It was Tim’s time to take over.
    Tim Treymayne, the team leader, had been entrusted with ensuring the mission went smoothly. He and another man usually drove on the missions, but for some reason they’d asked for him and Hank to take their place today, while they’d remained on the plane.
    AJ figured since this had to be the boldest and highest profile move they’d ever made, Tim wanted sacrificial lambs in case things went wrong. They didn’t realize he wasn’t anyone’ s lamb.
    The team bribe guy, Ted Magee, lounged in the back of the plane, a drink in his hand. “ Any problems?”
    AJ shook his head wondering how much time went into preparing for a mission such as this, finding the people to blackmail or bribe. Jeremy had regularly bragged, “Almost everyone has skeletons in their closet, and I find them.” Maybe it had been a threat.
    This team’s boss didn’t accept mistakes. Every move was too important, and it took only one small error for the entire mission to fail. They’d done this many times over the past few years with nothing but success. So far, today’s mission was no exception.
    Each secret mission brought in more money than months of drug sales. Only this team, the bosses and now he and Hank knew about this