The Devil's Bounty: The Fourth Ryan Lock Novel

The Devil's Bounty: The Fourth Ryan Lock Novel

Sean Black

Language: English

Pages: 335

ISBN: B0083HAI6I

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Convicted of a series of horrific crimes against young college students in upscale Santa Barbara, wealthy playboy Charlie Mendez has fled across the US border into Mexico.

As one bounty hunter after another meets a grisly end at the hands of the murderous drug cartel his family have hired to keep him safe, it seems that Mendez is one fugitive destined to remain beyond the reach of the law. Or at least that's how it looks until one determined victim persuades high-end security specialist Ryan Lock and his partner, retired Marine Ty Johnson, to go after him.

Plunged into a nightmare world where no one can be trusted, least of all the local authorities, the two men discover a city more deadly than any war zone. Worse still, when an American tourist is snatched from the streets, it appears that Mendez has returned to his old ways. The race is on to save her. But will Lock and Ty live long enough to claim The Devil's Bounty?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

had fled. A rapist and a coward. The phone rang on his desk. It was a local number. He picked it up. ‘Marcie?’ ‘Mr Lock,’ said a perky-sounding young woman, ‘I work for Mrs Miriam Mendez, the mother of Charlie Mendez. Mrs Mendez would like to speak with you. Do you have a pen so you can take down the address?’ AT HIS HOTEL Twelve gates slid open and Lock’s Audi nudged its way through. Next to him on the front passenger seat was Marcie Braun’s case folder. As he crested a rise leading up to the

hadn’t shaved for the past week, figuring that if Mendez had changed his appearance to deflect attention then so would he. The hotel was paid for until the end of the following week. That was the time-frame Lock had allowed to locate, kidnap and repatriate Mendez. If it took any longer than ten days they could keep the rest of his stuff or throw it away: the chances were that he wasn’t coming back. He pulled a pre-packed duffel bag on to his shoulders and took one last look at the room, then

Rafaela said. ‘Saint Death.’ That was when Lock, who was still digesting the notion of a police officer moonlighting for a major drugs cartel, saw it. Right at the front, bathed in candlelight, a human skeleton was wearing a blonde wig covered with a black shawl. ‘They believe she can offer protection. They come here every night and bring her offerings.’ Next to him, Ty sucked his teeth. ‘Maybe someone should bring her something to eat – she looks like she could use a good meal. I mean, I like my

Charlie, hands at his sides, his fingers drumming against his legs in agitation. He must know as well. She would have to play along. If Hector suspected she knew, her fate was sealed. He would put a bullet in her then and there. A car was approaching. She thought for a moment about dashing towards it but Hector was so close she could feel him, and the chance of the car stopping in time, if it stopped at all, was slim. ‘I’m sorry about being sick,’ she said, half turning her head. Hector shrugged,

only thing that surprised her was how quickly they had moved to kill her. Usually when something big was going down, the cartels waited in the long grass for a while. It was clear from the sicario’s arrival that they wanted her dead quickly for a reason. She moved into the living room, anticipating the rush of a body only to be met by stillness. Gun arm out, she moved towards the tiny balcony, approaching it side on so that she never exposed her back to the interior. The balcony was empty. She

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