ENEMY FROM THE PAST
'UNSEEN ENEMY' BOOK 4
The soft sound of buzzing woke up Jim Alden from a deep sleep. He turned over in his bed, blinked over his shoulder at the cell phone vibrating on the bedside table.
What the hell? It’s two o’clock in the goddamn morning.
He stretched out one heavily-muscled arm, picked up the phone. When he saw who was calling, he sat straight up in bed, wide awake and already angry.
“Kat?” His voice was full of fury. “Where the f**k are you, girl?”
There was a pause at the other end. Jim heard loud music in the background.
“Don’t you dare hang up on me, Kat.”
“Ummm. Is that J. Alden?”
Jim’s heart stopped, then started up again at double-time. It was a man’s voice.
“Yeah. Who the f**k’s this? And why do you have Kat’s phone?”
“I’m Jax Hamill. I own Dang
