Lone Star Burn: Lone Star Escape (Kindle Worlds Novella) Read Online Free

Bear’s collar, trying to keep the barking dog next to him. The man pulled out his badge, flashing it at Beau.
“Agent Parker. Travis Parker. Can we talk?” Beau nodded, leading the man into his kitchen. The agent stood by the door, shoving his sunglasses into his suit jacket as Beau pulled a beer out of the fridge. He offered Agent Parker one, but he shook his head.
 
    “What can I do for you,” Beau slid onto the stool, sipping on the ice cold drink.
“Why are you asking about a witness? A Julie Chaney.” He crossed his arms, leveling his gaze at Beau.
“Are you the agent in charge?” 
“I’m the one here asking the questions.”
“Because she’s in danger. I know she’s next door. I need to warn the agent in charge.”
“Why would you think she’s in danger and how do you know who she is?” The man’s posture stiffened.
“Because someone from New York just tried to hire me to find her.” Beau opened his laptop, pulling his email back up.
“What is it you do for a living, Mr. Belmont?” The agent finally moved into the kitchen, coming to a stop next to Beau.
“I’m a PI. I don’t advertise. I go by references. So I don’t know where they found my information. But they only want me to find her. They claim she stole a lot of money from their client.”
“Do they know where you are?” Beau shook his head and turned the computer towards the man so he could look through the file he was sent.
“No, my mailing info and everything goes to a P.O. box in Dallas. There’s nothing linking me to this house. It’s under an LLC name. I cherish my privacy.”
     
    Agent Parker scrolled through the file, shaking his head.
“I can’t believe this,” he mumbled to himself. “One fricking day, and we already have a leak.” He stood, running a hand through his hair. Beau kept quiet as he watched the man pace, mumbling to himself. He stopped abruptly, glaring at Beau.
“You were a Navy SEAL, correct Mr. Belmont?” His eyes widened.
“Yes, but those records are supposed to be sealed.” He began to feel defensive.
“It seems we both have friends that can get us info we aren’t privy to.” Agent Parker moved to the counter once more, bracing himself against it. He leaned in towards Beau. “So you may or may not have guns or weapons on hand that you could easily access?” His voice lowered to a whisper. Beau narrowed his eyes at the man.
“Why?”
     
    “I can’t be here all the time, it would draw too much attention,” the agent said, still talking quietly. “But she has to stay safe. She’s been through too much, and yet is still willing to testify. Her ex almost killed her. She doesn’t have anyone’s money, they are lying to you. What she has, is her life. She escaped with that just barely. And the money we gave her to start over with.” The man’s face was full of concern. Not only for his job, but for the beautiful woman next door. The scared little kitten who was trying to grow some claws. Beau nodded and got up from his stool.
“I’ll do what I can. When do you think she will be needed to testify?”
“As soon as we find her slimeball ex and Mr. Ciminelli. Unless we find someone else who can testify. I hate the idea of her doing this. I got to know her while we were holed up. She’s a great person, just, she got in a bad situation.”
“Do you think that maybe we could speed that up? If I accept this job and lead them into a trap? Do you think they would come here to handle her themselves?” Agent Parker shook his head no.
“I won’t allow it. These men are dangerous. One, I can’t let a civilian put themselves in danger and two, I won’t allow you to put her in danger. What if it doesn’t work? If they follow you back here? Find her next door? I can’t do it.”
“No, but I can. You can just set up the trap. It’s our only choice. Instead of spending years on a man hunt, where they are the ones hunting her, let us hunt them. Bringing them to Dallas