IGNEY PAUSED INSIDE THE doors and scanned the people at the ticketing counters.None of them was the girl or the man.A uniformed security officer approached him. The older man's eyes were wary."Sir?" He gestured toward doors that led into the airport.Igney jerked his head in a nod and followed. Pasley kept pace with him. He didn't speak, but he didn't have to utter a word to get on Igney's nerves. Just the way Pasley walked, plodding along, annoyed Igney.He eyed patrons as they approached the desks or hauled their luggage along with them.How many of them never thought past their selfish desires? What was good for them?Igney had been scooped up out of the gutters and a life spent working the most menial jobs and given this opportunity to serve his country. Serve something greater than himself.He'd never forget that, or that he was good at his job.Some people were simply made for death.He was. It was his job to protect people and sometimes that meant he had to kill the
EKKO WAS RELIEVED TO step inside the third floor condo and hear the locks click behind her. She sucked down a breath and felt the tension ease from her shoulders at long last.They were safe. Or something close to it.Her feet ached. Her head was pounding. Despite keeping herself in good shape, her muscles were screaming at her. At least she'd been smart and worn her comfortable boots, otherwise she'd be a lot worse off right now."Is there somewhere I can lie down?" Chayan asked.Silas glanced at him. "There are three bedrooms. Take your pick. But I'd like to check each one first."Ekko plopped down on the sofa and folded her hands on her knees. Her wool coat was long since gone and now she wore something Silas had handed to her. She didn't know if he'd bought it or stolen it and she didn't care.If it weren't for him she'd have stood at that ticket counter and argued until the DSS agents arrived. If Silas was right, and she feared he was, they'd have taken Chayan right then and
SILAS HAD SET UP temporary security systems hundreds of times during his days with Aegis Group. It was one of the most routine things he did. The motions were so ingrained in him that they were their own kind of meditative exercise. Only this time going through the steps didn't bring him peace.No, his mind was stuck on the sofa in that moment just staring into Ekko's eyes and wanting to kiss her.What kind of a reaction was that? She'd just told him the horrific story about watching her brother executed on public television and Silas wanted to make out with her?Something was seriously fucked up in him, but he'd already known that. Now it was just front and center.He pressed the final button activating the security system. He expected the perimeter notifications about neighbors coming and going would wear on him, but it was worth it to be prepared. Now nothing could get in or out of the condo without him aware of it.His stomach growled, reminding him that their lunch eaten on a
PASLEY FELT AS THOUGH his shoes were full of rocks. Every step was an effort.He wasn't tired, he just didn't want to succeed at this job.After reviewing the security footage at the airport that morning he'd thought they'd for sure find the two targets. It was just a matter of time. And he hated the idea of taking them back into custody. Only, as the hours went on and they didn't find them Pasley's hope grew.Could the two targets have evaded them? Were they gone?He'd said a few silent prayers to whatever gods were listening that the targets would somehow make it out of the country. Pasley didn't want to have to kill them. Not after he'd learned more about them. But neither could he simply allow them to slip through his grasp.If Pasley didn't do his job to the best of his ability, it would be all too easy for someone like his partner to breathe a word of suspected treason and Pasley would be dead. There would be no quiet, pastoral life for him. He was trapped by his job and his
SILAS HAD A CASE of the grumps.First, he hadn't been able to sleep. He'd lain in bed tossing and turning, and not only because he worried about getting ambushed in the middle of the night. He kept thinking about his talk with Ekko. First when she'd agreed that they couldn't continue as they'd begun, then there was everything she'd shared with him and how she'd listened to him.He jammed the power cord into the outlet a little too hard."What are you doing?" Ekko's sleepy voice asked.He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for one fortifying moment then sat back on his heels and glanced at the woman who'd haunted his dreams. She was still wearing the skin-tight pants and long sweatshirt that hit at the top of her thighs."Morning," he said.She crossed the dining room to his side and frowned at the set-up. "Morning.""Zain thought we could use your stream to mislead the DSS."Her brow furrowed and she frowned at him. "How?""Zain's going to route your signal through a place
EKKO PUSHED AWAY FROM the computer. She'd only been on camera for her stream for four hours, but she was drained. Jumping onto the computer without a plan hadn't been her best decision. When had that ever stopped her plunging into the deep end?She'd survived and now her first stream post trip was in the bag. It would get better from here. She could smooth things over with her more gaming centric viewers while updating those who subscribed to hear her opinions and the unfolding events."Here." Silas was there at her side with a mug of steaming coffee."Oh, bless you." She wrapped her hands around the cup and leaned back in her chair."How'd it go?" He pulled his chair around to face her.She swung around to face him. "Did you really set up this whole computer and this chair before I got up?""Yes."Ekko opened and closed her mouth. She hadn't really been awake when he presented her with the whole kit and caboodle, but as the morning went on, it had occurred to her that a lot of
"NO!" SILAS WAILED AS his avatar stumbled then died.Again.Ekko tossed her head back and laughed.Despite her starting a new character she hadn't died more than one or two times when they got in over their head."I thought you said you've played this before." She snickered and wiped at her cheeks."I have. On console." He grumbled and turned from the computer at the sound of creaking wood.There was a loose floorboard in the hall that gave a slight squeak whenever it was stepped on.Chayan shambled into view.The man wore baggy sweatpants and his long coat. His salt and pepper hair stuck every which way and his glasses sat precariously on his nose.Ekko glanced at Chayan then Silas. Her eyes were worried and she bit her lip.Silas didn't bother to revive his character. He pushed away from the table, picked up his empty glass, and stood."Hey, man. How you feeling?" He headed toward the kitchen, doing his best to act casually.Chayan's face rumpled. "Don't talk so loud."S
EKKO'S SKIN FELT TIGHT and even her shirt seemed to chafe.Ever since that kiss earlier she had a one-track mind. Food and rooting Chayan out of bed to eat hadn't distracted her from constantly being aware of Silas. Every bite he ate, each shift of his body drew her.She scrubbed at her face with the washcloth and shivered. The cool water was nice against her heated flesh, but she wanted relief of a different sort.Who had kissed who?After Silas pushing her away at the hotel, she'd promised herself that she wouldn't be the one doing the kissing. At least not the first kiss. But she couldn't say for sure she hadn't been the one to kiss him there in the kitchen.At the very least he'd kissed her back, that was for damn sure.Just thinking about that kiss made her body hot all over again.Damn him.She wasn't going to get an easy night's rest this time, and of course she'd promised her viewers to start early her time. It was going to be a miserable night staring at the ceiling. T