The Devil's Bounty: The Fourth Ryan Lock Novel
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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?
in the chair and closed his eyes. Surely Brady wouldn’t have set off into the heart of narco-territory to find Mendez without some clue as to where the man was. For there to be nothing in the office relating to either Melissa or Mendez seemed remarkable. The bills. Opening his eyes, Lock grabbed the stack of papers and thumbed through them again. He looked for a phone bill but there was none. The most recent piece of paperwork dated back to a few weeks before Brady had left his office for the
‘I’ll give you my answer, but you won’t like it,’ said Rafaela. Lock dried the mug and placed it carefully on the counter. ‘Try me.’ ‘They do it …’ she sighed ‘… because they can and because they believe that no one’s going to touch them. When the public outcry gets too much, they have one of Zapatero’s men in the department pick someone up. They threaten his family or torture a confession out of him, he’s convicted and everyone quietens down. In terms of why you’d want to rape and murder, I
Triple-C, he knew the location of the closest emergency room – at the UCLA Medical Center – as well as the fastest route there from the hotel. He gunned the engine of his car, a black Audi A6, and roared out on to Wilshire Boulevard. He cut in ahead of a slow-moving Lexus, muscling into the left-hand lane, and buried the gas pedal. The lights at the intersection of Wilshire and Beverly Glen flicked from red to green. He blew through the junction at speed. Ahead, both lanes of traffic were at a
idea?’ Ty asked. ‘Nope. But it beats sitting here watching leaves float to the bottom of a swimming pool.’ ‘Want some company?’ Ty said, shifting in his seat. ‘On my signal,’ said Lock. He tucked a baseball cap on to his head, the brim low, checked his weapon and dialled down the volume on the radio. He walked out of the apartment. He took the steps two at a time, eager to get as much distance between himself and the apartment door before someone saw him. He had no need to worry. The communal
the Escalade they might also lose the girl. Ty’s cell phone rang. Lock spotted the car again as Ty took a call from Rafaela. ‘You’re sure?’ he heard Ty ask. ‘Okay.’ He gave Rafaela their current location and killed the call. ‘Looks like the girl and Charlie Mendez were there but they’re not now.’ ‘Did she see any other vehicles exit the property after this one?’ Ty shook his head. ‘Better than evens they’re both inside, so what you want to do, Ryan?’ Lock took a moment. The Escalade’s movements