Read Mackie's Men for Free Online

hair was a problem because wrapping a towel around the long strands of wet hair kept escaping her efforts. Finally in frustration she just rubbed the messy wet mass as dry as she could and let it go. Mackie grabbed a set of sweats out of the cabinet and pulled them on. She wished she had a bra to wear but since none was with her other clothing she didn’t worry about it. With the wound being right where a bra strap would sit, a bra would be out of the question anyway. No panties were available either but that wasn’t a big deal. The knock on the bathroom door startled her.
    She heard Reynolds call out to her, “Ma’am, you might want to come out here and see this.” She didn’t hesitate to open the door and head to the adjoining room. Reynolds caught her before she collided with his hard body. “Calm down, sugar, there’s time, Liam noticed that someone was out there doing recon. We wondered if this is one of the good guys and thought you might know.”
    Mackie hurried over to the monitor and pulled out a keyboard from the wooden frame of the entertainment center. Fielding and Reynolds looked at each other with surprise. They had gone over every inch of the room and had overlooked that. Each man wondered what else he might have missed. The woman had more gadgets than most action movies and Reynolds found himself envious of the toys she was so comfortable commanding.
    Liam watched her fingers fly over the keyboard and wondered what she was doing this time. “Are you going to blow up another building?” She ignored his sarcastic question, and he was not a man who was used to being ignored. He kept goading her, trying to get her to talk to him, to let him in on what she was doing this time. “Ms. Vaught, I’m afraid I will have to demand answers, the company helicopter will be flying back sometime this morning to pick us up, and when they see what your house looks like now, they will certainly dispatch the authorities out here.” Maybe his veiled threat of sending outside influences in would rattle her, but all it did was earn him a quick side glance from her blue eyes.
    It didn’t help his mood when first Darryl gave him a hard glare, and then John told him to stop acting like a royal prick while they watched her in action. He’d come close and leaned over to whisper near Liam’s ear.
    “You can stop acting like Lord Klinger at anytime now. She’s doing her job and you know it, just because she hasn’t got a cock growing between her legs, doesn’t give you permission to act like a sonofabitch.” John had shaken his head and walked away from him with a disgusted look on his face.
    Mackie watched the two men filtering through the rubble of what was left of her home. She used a small toggle on the keyboard to maneuver the cameras to check the perimeter more closely. If there were more men out there she wanted to know about it. The picture zoomed in on one of the men’s faces and the men beside her heard her curse. “That miserable fucking bastard, I’ve got you now you sonofabitch.” She kept the camera on her prey as her left hand continued to type into the keyboard. She started talking to her companions without pause in watching the screen or typing.
    “Gentlemen, you see the man on this screen? He is a man about to be charged with treason if the people coming to arrest him get to him before he steps on one of the undetonated explosive devices buried around the property.” She pointed to the second man who stood back from the wreckage watching for anything to move. His gun was drawn down in position to spray bullets into anything that might spook him or his partner. “That man better hope he stays right where he is because about two and a half feet to his right is something that will literally light up his life.” She looked away from the monitor to make eye contact with the men that were watching her rather than the screen. “If you are squeamish or are prone to get sick watching a man blow himself