Predatory Game (46 page)

The soldier in the living room yelled loudly, but it didn’t slow his partner down. The running man’s sole hit the third stair, and the explosion rocked the house. Saber’s body jerked and she turned away from the screen, unable to watch as the body lifted into the air along with half the railing and several stairs, slamming into the ceiling and raining down wood, plaster, and body parts. The second explosion followed closely on the heels of the first as the soldier in the kitchen jerked his foot in automatic reaction.

Jess whirled around and pulled Saber into his arms, sheltering her as violent energy rushed through the house, walls serving as no barrier, the red-and black-edged waves seeking a target. He wrapped her up, putting his head over hers, holding her to him while the energy washed over them like a tidal wave. She felt stabs of pain, but they passed quickly as Jess absorbed the violence.

Because her rhythm automatically synced with his, she felt the racing current. Instead of pain, Jess’s body attracted the energy, soaked it up and processed it—and that startled her. She’d never actually thought much about how an anchor worked with that much energy, but it was as if he’d gobbled it up, absorbing it into his system to be used for other purposes. She could understand how he might be an adrenaline junkie. The violent energy infused him with strength, and the need for action.

“Are you all right?” Jess kissed the top of her head, stroked one hand down her hair, even as his eyes stayed glued to the screen.

She nodded. The two soldiers entering through the upstairs heard the explosions downstairs and they were sweeping the rooms in a hurried, but much more cautious manner. Two more were entering through the kitchen, and that made her heart jump—they were closest to the exercise room.

“Doesn’t it upset you that so many people want you dead?” she whispered.

“No, it just pisses me off. These men work for whoever is betraying our country—and whoever that is ordered them to torture my sister. I’m taking them all to hell, but before they go, they’re going to know they fucked with the wrong family.”

She felt the resolve in him, the absolute conviction that he was taking his enemies down. The confidence that was beginning to bloom in her increased, spreading and growing. The other GhostWalkers had the same mentality as Jess. They would stand together and fight back. There would be no running, no lying down to allow someone to destroy them no matter what the odds. She wanted that. She wanted to feel that same confidence. Be part of that tight-knit group willing to band together against all odds and believe absolutely that they could win. More than that—she wanted to belong to this man with his fierce pride and courage.

“Okay.”

The soldiers upstairs were at the top of the landing looking down into the destruction of the living room. One shifted position slightly to get a better look, hands on the railing as he bent over. Instantly a red light blinked on the bottom of the laptop screen.

“Okay what?” Jess asked.

She looked up at him, at the strength in his face, at those piercing ice-cold eyes alive with the cunning of a true predator.

“I’ll marry you.”

His gaze slid over her upturned face, and a slow smile softened the hard line of his mouth. He caught her chin. “And you’ll have my children.”

“You don’t want very much, do you?”

He took her mouth with his, the flare of heat instant, the taste of joy evident. Even in combat he could melt her.

His arms were around her, his tongue dancing with hers when the next explosion rocked the house. The soldier holding the railing had shifted position and the pressure switch had blown.

Jess held Saber tight, kissing her, his lips moving against hers. She felt the vibration rush through him as he drew the energy to him like a magnet. Electricity zinged through her—through him, a physical wave nearly sexual, almost euphoric.

She let out her breath and caught at him for support. “Jesse. That’s so dangerous.”

“And addicting. Every psychic gift comes with a high price tag. It would be easy to become addicted and need that kind of rush.” He flicked a glance at the screen and swore. “The bastard on the landing has an M203 attached to the bottom of his M16.”

Saber’s breath hitched in her throat. She knew that was a grenade launcher and she wanted no part of that.

“He’s going for my office,” Jess informed her.

Saber imagined hearing the distinctive click and then the thump as the grenade was sent streaking through the hall into the door of the office. The house shook as the office door blasted inward.

Once again Jess drew Saber close to him as the wave of energy rushed over them. Jess studied the soldier on the landing. “He’s directing everything. See, he’s staying to cover just in case either of the two coming from the kitchen steps on a switch. He’s lost three men, and he knows the house is wired, but he’s as cool as a cucumber. He’s going to sit up there with his little grenade launcher, safe while everyone else takes the risks.”

“Are we going to get out of here anytime soon?” Saber asked.

“I have a couple of things to take care of, baby.”

“Like staying alive?”

It looked like a war zone on the screen. She didn’t want to wait around until the intruders blew open the door to the exercise room.

“I have to make sure the office is destroyed with everything in it and I’ve got to kill every one of these bastards. The cops will be showing up any minute and I don’t want any of them to die because I ran.”

She couldn’t argue with that, but she wasn’t certain she believed him. The calm, easygoing man she’d been living with for the past year was riled, and he wasn’t going to cut and run until he’d taken out the men who had threatened his family. In a strange way it made her feel safe knowing he was that kind of man. But she also felt as if she should grab him and drag him into their bolt hole. She didn’t trust his legs. He hadn’t walked one single step, and the wheelchair was on the other side of the door.

“One man is approaching the office. The door’s gone. Let’s see if my failsafe works. All data on the computers should be corrupted beyond repair even if they managed to get a hard drive intact, but just in case…” He murmured aloud, talking more to himself than to her.

Saber leaned closer to peer at the monitor. Smoke and dust swirled thickly. A soldier wearing a gas mask emerged out of the rubble and stood at the entrance to the office, staring inside. He turned and looked up at the man on the landing, holding his thumb up to indicate they’d found the computers. She felt Jess go still, and then his adrenaline spiked. His arms tightened around her, pulling her into his chest, his head going over hers.

The initial explosion shook the house, the ground, but didn’t stop there. More followed, each blast louder than the last. The energy came at them in a series of waves. Saber was left feeling sick, her head pounding. Even with Jess’s presence absorbing all of it, the initial rush was a shock to her body.

Jess raised his head to take a quick glimpse at the monitor and swore. He caught at her, for the first time standing, pulling her up with him, dragging her down toward the grate. “Get down the steps, take the gear. Move fast, Saber.”

She couldn’t see what had alarmed him, and she didn’t wait around to find out. She caught up as many weapons as she could, tossing the gas masks down into the tunnel before she dropped into the hole. The stairs were narrow and steep, leading down to a very small tunnel. She could walk upright, but she knew Jess would never be able to.

“Jess, we don’t have your wheelchair.”

“I can walk. I won’t be winning any races, but I really can get my legs to work.” He was already swinging his body through the gap and reaching for the stairs with his legs, pulling the grate after him. “Go, he’s blowing the door.”

She watched him come down the stairs, bending to keep from hitting his head as he neared the bottom. She wasn’t running down that corridor until she knew he was safe.

“Go, damn it.”

“Are you sure you can do this?”

He gave her a little push, indicating she should run ahead of him. Saber whirled around and sprinted down the length of the tunnel. She was very small and could move fast, but from the little she’d just observed, Jess was still unsteady on his legs. He was also tall, with broad shoulders. He had to stoop and turn his body at an awkward angle to get through the winding passageway.

The blast was loud, reverberating through the tunnel. Smoke and dust poured in. A thin trail of red light led the way as they followed the corridor deeper into the earth. The sides were shored up with thick timber and wire over the dirt walls.

“They’re in,” hissed Jess. “The one trying to get data from the office is toast, and the first one into the exercise room won’t have a chance, but we’ll still have the one with the grenade launcher, and we can’t be caught inside this tunnel.”

“Are you certain they won’t get your files? What about the one you had on me?”

“I destroyed it. Run, Saber, stop worrying about me. In another minute we’re going to have someone shooting at us with a grenade launcher.”

Saber could feel him right behind her, so she accelerated her speed. She wasn’t particularly strong, but she was fast. Gene therapy had seen to that. “Your beautiful house is being destroyed.” She’d tried not to think about it too much, but the loss of the first place she’d ever thought of as home was devastating.

“It doesn’t matter.”

“It does. It’s the first home I ever had. I loved it.” Her vision blurred and she wiped at her eyes, the gas mask clunking against her arm.

The tunnel curved and began going up again. She could see that just ahead the thin red line abruptly stopped. “Where? Tell me where to go.” She slowed, seeing nothing but a dead end blocking their way. They appeared trapped.

He put his hand on her shoulder and reached up to feel above them with one hand. Immediately the tunnel was plunged into complete darkness. There was no light coming in from anywhere to help with the unrelenting blackness.

Her breath caught in her lungs. Jess seemed larger than ever, more solid. He gathered her close and put his mouth next to her ear. “None of it matters, you know.
We’re
all that matters. You and me. Wherever we are together, Saber, that’s our home. You’ll love the new house I’m going to build for you.”

He reached above her again and found the latch that hid the door in the ceiling overhead. A head leaned in from above and Ken grinned at them.

“You’ve been having fun without us,” he accused.

Jess caught Saber around the waist and lifted her out of the tunnel. She blinked as the light filtering through the forest struck her in the eye. The house was on fire a short distance away. Ken caught her in firm hands and pulled her all the way up, setting her to one side in order to reach down for the equipment Jess had.

Saber could see they were surrounded by grim-faced men, all holding rifles as if they knew how to use them. GhostWalkers. Jess’s GhostWalkers. She turned to watch the house burn, her heart heavy. Mari stepped up beside her and took her arm.

“I’m sorry about your home.”

The sympathy was unexpected, but for the first time, she felt as if she might really be able to be a part of these people. She didn’t feel anything but sympathy and a determination to keep her and Jess safe. Maybe, just maybe, she was already home.

C
HAPTER
20

“J
ess, you’re back.” Ken Norton glanced at his watch. “Four in the morning and you’re getting married tomorrow. You cut it close, bro.” He was crouched low on top of the boulder guarding the entrance to the Norton land.

Jess and Saber were temporarily staying in a cabin the Norton twins had up in the mountains of Montana.

Jess paused on his way in through the twisting trail. The night was moonless and the clouds obscured most of the stars—just the way they liked it. “I didn’t have a lot of choice. The meeting with Rear Admiral Henderson and General Rainer went as well as I could expect, I guess, but neither of them were very happy that we’d been investigating them.”

Ken shrugged, cradling his rifle in his arms, his eyes making a sweep of the tree line below. “I doubt if you or Ryland offered much in the way of an apology.”

“Hell no. We gave them our findings and a copy of the tape. The original is here and we’re keeping it that way.”

“You’ll be happy to know the escrow went through. You officially own eighty-six acres up here. Ryland and Lily are purchasing land as well. In fact they’re buying up everything they can in the hopes that more of the GhostWalkers will settle here later. I’ve been messing around a little with ideas for buildings we can more easily defend.” Ken shrugged his shoulders. “Was hoping you’d take a look later.”

Jess nodded. “Definitely. I want to start building as soon as we can. Patsy is willing to build her home near mine so I’ll know she’s safe as well. That means we’ve got to put up two homes next spring.”

“I’m glad she finally agreed to come. She and Saber still talking about owning another radio station?” Ken’s inquiry sounded mild enough.

Jess’s smile was faint. He knew exactly what Ken was thinking. “Don’t go worrying. If it comes to that, we’ll do it up here. I know it would be a nightmare to protect them in town.”

“Where do we stand with it all?”

“About the same. The espionage ring is still in place, and unfortunately several army personnel are involved along with a major player in the White House, which pretty much means we’re fucked. Violet is on the loose with her own personal agenda and Whitney is busy manipulating everyone.”

Ken grinned at him. “Yeah, well, we like life interesting.”

“I’ve got to get back and catch a little sleep before the big event.” Jess tried to sound casual when he was anything but. He couldn’t wait to see Saber—to hold her in his arms.

Ken snorted. “She’s a little pissed at you, my friend. Don’t expect a warm reception when you crawl into her bed to—er—sleep.”

Jess smirked at him and walked up the path toward the cabin, waving at one of the guards crouched high in the cliffs overlooking the property. He had spotted several of the GhostWalkers patrolling and knew they had arrived for the wedding. His wedding. He grinned like an idiot, just thinking about it.