Outcast (SEAL Team: Disavowed Book 2) Read Online Free Page A

captors never heard a thing.
    It was no big surprise that the pocketknife he’d stashed in a front pocket was gone, which meant moving on to Plan B for freeing Eden.
    The vehicle’s layout served as a blessing. A high back bench seat hid most of the cargo area from casual view. Jasper used this fact to his advantage, rifling through the stacks of supplies and boxes until he found a large, hard plastic case loaded with weapons—everything from AK-47s to AR rifles to dozens of handguns and even a sweet RPG-7 shoulder rocket launcher. A second case held ammo. What were these guys anticipating? This amount of firepower struck him as serious overkill for overthrowing a scientific station on a continent where weapons of any kind were not allowed.
    There were food stores and jugs of water. Vodka and candy wrapped in an unreadable language—German if he had to guess. Sleeping bags, tents and a camp stove. Ice cleats, ropes and climbing gear. Whoever these guys were, they’d packed enough goodies to stay a while. But again—why? If their plan was to take over the station, mission accomplished. Why bring along an arsenal and an entire sporting goods store? Basic survival gear was a must in any situation, but this was overkill. There was even an array of head-mounted LED lights with dozens of back-up batteries.
    Jasper glanced at Eden. Her chest rose and fell steadily, but she was still out cold.
    The loud rock music blared on and the two goons up front seemed unaware of his movements, so he went on to the last box.
    Yahtzee. Not only was it loaded with the motherlode of first aid supplies and pill bottles ranging from antibiotics to painkillers, but there was also a zippered case holding prefilled syringes labeled Etorphine. Otherwise known as M99, it was an illegal opiate strong enough to bring down a freaking elephant. No wonder it had worked so fast on him and Eden.
    They were damned lucky they weren’t dead.
    Filled with rage for what these idiots had done, Jasper helped himself to a pair of syringes, then belly crawled behind the bench seat. He removed the plastic safety tips, then slowly rose to administer both doses simultaneously.
    Fury held his pulse and hands steady as he clenched the twin weapons , placing his thumbs on the smooth flat plungers.
    “Sweet dreams, assholes . . .” He jabbed the syringes into their necks, then hopped over the seat to open the driver’s door and shove him from the still moving vehicle. After also dispensing with the driver’s friend by pushing him out the passenger-side door, Jasper stopped the rig long enough to kill the pounding music, then climb back over the seat to get to Eden.
    “Hey, gorgeous . . .” He slipped his arm beneath her shoulders and gave her a light shake. “I sure could use some company. Mind waking up for me?”
    Nothing.
    His stomach knotted in fear.
    After hefting her limp form over the seat back to rest on the front seat, he found a mummy-style sleeping bag to place over her, then realized they had big trouble. Leo’s goons had chucked them into the snowcat’s cargo hold wearing nothing but T-shirts, jeans and socks. If the vehicle broke down, they’d last mere minutes.
    Thankfully, Leo’s men had stashed their white parkas in back, so at least Jasper and Eden had those. He also found hats, face masks and gloves. The gear would swamp Eden, but this was about survival. Not fashion.
    Unfortunately, getting boots wouldn’t be so easy. His only option would be taking them from the human popsicles he’d dumped outside.
    While foraging through one of the food bins, he remembered seeing protein bars stored in Ziploc bags. He found them, dumped the contents into the bin, and then slipped the bags over his feet. If he failed to locate at least one of the guys in a hurry, he’d be screwed.
    He dressed in the available gear, then exited the vehicle out the rear cargo door.
    Wind raged against him, making it tough to even stand.
    He squinted into the gloom for the