Page 35 of Seduced by a SEAL

Their CO cursed through the headsets. “Fine. Move forward. Bring her in and get the hell out. I’ll attempt to smooth things over with the Colombians. We can’t just go around taking civilians without going through the proper diplomatic channels.”

“Taking her?” Hunter chuckled. “We’re rescuing her.”

“Affirmative,” their CO growled. “Move in.”

“Yes, sir,” Hunter said. “We’ll be moving out immediately. Over and out.”

Colton let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. He paced the room, his mind spinning with scenarios of how this could play out. Grab her before she was brought in to the auction? Bust in and take down everyone there?

Show up and find the entire plan was for naught?

“You got the specs?” Jacob asked, crossing his arms as he looked over to where Hunter and Noah were still working at the laptop.

“Yep. The address was in the email,” Hunter confirmed. “They might as well have sent us an engraved invitation.”

Jacob grinned. “Let’s go pay them a visit then, and get Colton back his girl.”

Hunter closed the laptop, carrying it in one large hand to the Colombian military members hovering by the front door. “We’re headed back out,” he said, handing over the laptop. “We’ve got one more stop to make before we go wheels-up.”

The men nodded as Hunter and his team cleared the room. Colton clenched his assault rifle, moving back into the darkness and hopping into the Humvee.

He had a woman to rescue.

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Ryker pulled up the specs on the handheld GPS device, navigating from the back of the Humvee. “ETA is fifteen minutes from now. No telling if the auction is still on for later though. We might arrive and find nothing.”

“Let’s hope you’re wrong,” Colton murmured from the front.

“Yep. I hope to hell that I am,” Ryker said. “If we don’t grab her tonight she might be gone. Permanently.”

“What the hell is that?” Colton asked, watching as a van swerved down the highway in front of them.

“A couple of drunks?” Jacob guessed, easing up on the gas.

“Hell. We don’t have time for this shit,” Colton muttered. “Pull to the right so they can get by.”

The van straightened out and sped past them, and Colton scanned the road around them with his night-vision goggles. Some of the fields to the right side of the road looked like they’d been recently trampled on. “Slow down,” he said, glancing out the window. “It looks like they may have been over there.” He pointed as Jacob pulled to a stop on the side of the highway.

All three of them exited the Humvee, notifying Hunter over their headsets.

“Roger that,” Hunter said. “We’ll continue to the original rendezvous point. Investigate whatever you spotted and meet us there ASAP.”

“You think they dumped another body?” Ryker asked, looking around in the dark. “Why the hell else would they be out in the fields in the middle of the night?”

Colton clenched his jaw, scanning the surrounding terrain. Ryker and Jacob moved forward to investigate further, when his stomach suddenly lurched.

“Wait!” Colton yelled, rushing forward. His eyes scanned the recently disturbed earth near some of the crops.

“What do you see?” Ryker asked. “You think they rigged explosives in a damn coco field?” He grabbed his canteen and took a swig of water as he stopped.

Colton nodded. “Yep. That’s exactly what I think. The farmers don’t want the government eradication teams tearing out their crops,” he said, kneeling down. He picked up a small pinch of dirt, rubbing it between his gloved fingertips. “This soil is really dry. They wouldn’t be able to dig very deep to conceal any fresh IEDs.”

“Tearing out their crops?” Jacob asked. “What the hell happened to spraying the illegal crops? That sure as hell would be a lot quicker. No wonder cocaine production is back up.”

Ryker stood facing the coco fields, legs spread wide, hands on his hips. “They plant explosives to keep them from destroying the crops? Damn.”

“IEDs,” Colton confirmed. “It thwarts anyone attempting to remove the caco fields. It also prevents other cartels from moving in. Look over there though,” he said, pointing. “You can see someone recently walked this way. Either they knew exactly where the explosives were planted or they were pretty damn lucky.”

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