Fight To Survive by Alan McDermott (An Eva Driscoll Thriller Book 3)
English | 2019 | Mystery/Thriller | ePUB | 624 Kb
Fight To Survive : She’s working for her enemies. Or so they think…
Ex-CIA assassin Eva Driscoll has found a new life in Australia and believes she’s outrun the Executive Security Office, the most powerful and secretive organization on the planet. But the ESO has been watching her every move and when they approach her with a high-risk mission in North Korea, Eva is forced to co-operate with the organization she once vowed to destroy.
But releasing a high-ranking defector proves costly, and Driscoll is captured and imprisoned in a secret camp on the Chinese border. What she witnesses there will haunt her forever . . . so she decides to take matters into her own hands. But how long can she keep the ESO thinking she’s working in their interests rather than her own?
When her handlers become suspicious, Eva knows time is not on her side. Can she defeat the evil at the heart of the camp and get out alive—or will this final installment really be her last?
“That’s the last time I’m going easy on you,” he shouted, his pointed finger inches from Eva’s face. She swung a foot at his hand and connected; in retaliation, he aimed a kick at her ribs. Eva blocked it with her arm and rolled away before springing to her feet. Her back to the camera again, she whispered a taunt.
“You kick like a pussy.”
Jake was unable to contain himself. He lunged at Eva and swung his fist in an arc, but she saw it coming. She ducked slightly and the arm flew over her head; while Jake was off-balance, she delivered a vicious punch that connected with his jaw. Jake wobbled but managed to stay on his feet, which wasn’t in the script. He kicked at her again, but she pirouetted into him and caught him on the temple with her elbow.
The fight was over.
As Jake lay still on the grass, Eva turned him over and checked his breathing. He was groggy, but alive. She put him into the recovery position, then collected her phone and stopped the recording as she walked back up to the house.
Sally was standing in the doorway with her hand over her mouth, tears flowing down her welted and bloodstained face. Eva recognized the signs of shock. She took Sally inside and sat her down, then went to make a hot drink.”