Predatory Game (GhostWalkers, #6)(53)

“But you work for them.” She kept her voice low and she didn’t look at him.

“I told you I did. They put a lot of money and time into me and my training, angel face. They aren’t just going to let me walk away.”

Her head snapped around, her gaze colliding with his. “Or me. That’s what you’re saying, aren’t you, Jesse? You’re saying they aren’t going to let me go so easily.”

“They aren’t going to let you go at all, Saber. But there is more than one ‘they.’ We have the good guys and the bad guys, and you’re going to have to pick a side.”

“Why? I’m out. Let him come after me.”

“He’s relentless and sooner or later he’ll find you. He’s got a tracking system in every one of you. And I imagine you haven’t made him very happy running from him.”

“I know about the tracking device. He was putting the chips in our hips, but some of those escaping removed them, so he’s using a different system. I’m not worried about it, he can’t use it with me.” There was no humor in her smile. “Whitney thinks he’s superior to everyone, and that’s his downfall.”

“He isn’t going to stop, Saber.” He tried to be gentle, but he wanted her to understand the consequences. “You have to join us.”

Her eyes flashed. “No, I don’t, Jesse. Isn’t that the point of what we were all trained to do? Achieving freedom for the people? Well, I may not have had parents and a home, but I’m a person. And I want to be free.”

“You’re a predator, baby, same as me. We live in the shadows and we come out to hunt.” She looked young and fragile standing there while he crushed her dreams. He reached for her, but she stepped back, so that just his fingertips skimmed her wrist. But you aren’t alone, Saber. I’m here and I’ll stand with you. We’ll all stand with you against him.

She turned away as the first wave of GhostWalkers burst into the garage, weapons drawn, faces serious. Logan Maxwell and Neil Campbell came in from either side.

“Two dead,” Logan reported after crouching to take a pulse. “Two alive.” He looked at Jess. “You both all right?”

“Saber has a bruise coming up on her face, but otherwise, we’re good. She checked downstairs, but not the upstairs.”

Ken and Mari are on the roof. Logan sent the information to Jess and jerked Bill to his feet. “You’ll be taking a little ride with us.”

“I want a lawyer,” Bill demanded.

“Do I look like a cop to you?” Logan replied. “Don’t piss me off any more than you already have.”

Neil jerked the man to him. “So you like young girls?”

“No! I didn’t know she was fourteen. He didn’t tell us that.”

“Let’s go.”

“But, my friends. They killed everyone.”

“They didn’t kill you or your buddy over there. They saved you for us. So you’d better say everything we want to hear,” Neil instructed, shoving the man ahead of him out of the garage.

You’re such a tough guy. Logan snickered. The idiot’s going to bawl in another minute. Grab this one too. He yanked Lloyd up, uncaring that the man’s jaw was dislocated and his nose broken. “Get out of here.”

Saber watched the team moving with swift efficiency, taking the house while she stood absolutely still, not wanting to draw attention to herself.

Jess’s hand enveloped hers. She tightened her fingers, her heart settling into a steadier rhythm. “Let’s go in. They’ll have to remove the bodies and clean up in here. I want to double-check my office.”

“We haven’t cleared the house,” Logan warned.

“We’ll be in the office. You must have swept that first,” Jess said. “And they didn’t get in.”

“Not the office, but they planted very sophisticated bugs everywhere else.” Logan handed him one. “Take a look at this. Not one of ours and not one I’ve seen Whitney use.” He glanced at Saber. “You must be Saber Wynter, Jess’s roommate.”

She nodded. His eyes reminded her of a hawk, sharp and restless and missing nothing. He made her feel more vulnerable than ever. His gaze dropped to her hand, linked with Jess’s. Instinctively she started to pull away, but Jess tightened his grip.

“We’ll be in the office, Logan,” Jess said.

Send her ahead.

Jess’s gaze flicked to Logan’s face. “Saber, will you get the door for me?”

“Sure.” She moved without hesitation, straight through the garage, turned slightly at the kitchen door with her hand on the doorknob, and glanced into the windshield of her car. There was a handoff of something she couldn’t make out, but Logan definitely gave an item to Jess and he slipped it into the bag he always carried on his chair. Her mouth tightened, but she kept walking.

Damn him. So much for being on the team. She was crazy for thinking she could make a place for herself. Essentially she was trading one puppetmaster for another. Because if she worked for whoever Jess worked for, sooner or later they’d be sending her out into the field to do exactly what Whitney wanted her to do, and she couldn’t live with that.

She sat on the desktop, swinging her legs, and took a long slow look around. The office was huge, bigger than her sitting room upstairs. There was a framed picture of her with her arms around Jess’s neck. His head was tilted so he could look back at her and they were laughing. She remembered him playing around with a digital camera he’d been unable to get to work, but apparently he’d managed to fix it.