Chuck Norris 3 Internal Enemies Novels & Stories

"You guys just suddenly jumped in with a couple of strangers, werewolves even. But, um, we aren't always like this." From the front seat, Zack had a confused look on his face that shifted to one of disapproval. He then turned his head around just enough to lock eyes with Sarah and gave her a hard stare to warn her. He scolded, "Sarah, no talking to the enemy." Sarah averted her gaze from him and rolled her eyes. She responded sarcastically, "Sure, it's fine to ride in a van full of them, but a friendly conversation isn't optional."

Satisfied, I pulled the envelope closer and flipped it open. Inside was the target list, with a little profile of them each. Most of them are drug runners and drug dealers. The lowest of the low. Tucked under the list was a cruise ticket for a fight tonight. Tonight!? “Are you kidding me?” I complained. “The trip is tonight?” The handler smirked like he’d been waiting for that exact reaction. “Yup, what better time to take people out than during a party when no one’s paying attention?”