SILAS FROWNED AT THE phone so long the screen went dark.Was he imagining things, or was Zain dodging his answer? Did they have more possible backup than just two guys?Silas shook his head. This solo job was screwing with his head. He was too on edge. Too invested. Too bad knowing all that didn't change his reality.He slid the phone back in his pocket and turned toward where Ekko and Chayan were pretending to eat."Good news." He clapped his hands together and pasted on a smile. "Our backup will be here tomorrow fairly early. They've already picked up your new passports so we should be good to go as soon as they arrive."Ekko's brow furrowed. "What's the plan? We can't just walk in there like last time.""No, we cannot." Silas perched on the coffee table facing the two. "Our very rough plan is for us to separate. Chayan will go with our backup on a chartered flight to Kemerovo Airport in Russia. From there the team will take commercial flights under their real names to Moscow t
Silas escaped the room for a few moments. After brushing his teeth he returned and found Ekko where he'd left her, staring at the curtains as if she could see out the window at the inky darkness and all those stars.He stripped out of his clothes, down to his boxers, and joined her between the sheets. He wrapped an arm around her waist and tugged. She folded sideways, tucking herself against him, her head on his shoulder.Maybe it was time Silas thought about what kind of a future he really wanted. The job stayed the same, for the most part, but the people around him were changing.If Paxton and Coco didn't end up married in the next few years, he'd be shocked.Two of their other roommates had settled down and moved out to start lives with women they'd met. It made a guy think."You're thinking awfully hard," Ekko mumbled."It's nothing." He stroked her back.She tilted her head up. "You dodge bullets and have taken on the responsibility of my crazy plan. I think I owe you an ea
EKKO LAY ON HER back staring at the vaulted ceiling of the bedroom. There was just enough light from outside that she could make out the decorative molding and tin tiles. At least she thought they were tin tiles. It was hard to say and she wasn't familiar with Mongolian architecture. Regardless of what it was, it was a beautiful detail in a lovingly maintained condo.She should be asleep, and yet she couldn't find rest. Not even snuggled in next to Silas.He'd finally rolled over, releasing her from his hold. While she wasn't as warm as she'd like to be, it was better this way. Her thoughts were too chaotic for him to be up in her personal space right now and he was too central to them.What the hell was she doing with this man?She turned her head and stared at his broad shoulders.She knew there were scars there. She could almost trace them from memory. Whatever caused them, she was glad he'd survived. The world was better because of men like Silas. Ones who did the right thing
IGNEY COULDN'T BELIEVE HE had to waste precious moments going in search of Pasley.Where the hell was he?Igney grabbed his phone and hit the speed dial for the admin desk for their Ulaanbaatar team."Yes?" a cold voice said after one ring. There was always someone manning the desk."I need the location of my partner. Now.""One moment."Igney paced the hall outside their bedroom. The last he'd seen Pasley, he'd been lying in bed staring at his phone. Of all the useless things to do when they were the last remaining team from the original job. Granted, if the local police asked too many more questions Igney knew they'd be recalled.He didn't want to go back to Dauria. They could do better work here. Work that would impact the well-being of all their people."Officer Pasley is in the building. Check the third floor commons."Igney hung up and headed for the stairs. He climbed them two and three at a time then sprinted down the hall. He burst into the commons room. Only a few la
SILAS PATTED CHAYAN'S SHOULDER. Silas wished there was something more he could do for Chayan. The man was a mess. He'd already changed once from sweating through his clothes once, and already there were dark lines down the back of his clean shirt.At least Ekko was holding it together well enough. She hadn't been sick since the night at the hotel despite everything that had happened."Everything's going to be fine. Brett and Vito are here. It's all good, man." Silas offered Chayan a smile.Shit, he hoped Brett was ready to deal with Chayan's nerves. Chayan had more or less pulled himself together yesterday and hid the grief, but even that had to be just below the surface. At some point it would all surface again. Vito was the quiet, silent type. It would be up to Brett to manage the mood of their team when they headed out.A rhythmic knock sounded on the front door.Silas frowned at the sound, not because it was odd but because he knew that sound. But...he wasn't supposed to be h
PASLEY KEPT HIS FEET braced on the floorboard. The SUV hadn't stopped moving. It also hadn't gone where Pasley had expected it to. Then again, he had seen another SUV at the curb while Igney was focused on the Americans.What were the chances Pasley was this lucky? Could his simple ploy to get some distance from the SUV and Aegis Group team have worked?He didn't dare hope. Hope was dangerous. He still might have to kill the targets even though that wasn't what he wanted to do. He'd much prefer to slip away, go off to live his own, quiet life.What would it be like to never again be expected to kill someone?He stared down at his hands.Sometimes he could still see blood on them that wasn't there.Did he dare hope to be free?"Finally," Igney mumbled.Pasley glanced up at the SUV. It had stopped outside of a large, suburban home. They were miles from the condo he'd tracked the targets to. That didn't mean they hadn't moved.He held his breath as the passenger doors opened.Ig
EKKO CLENCHED THE ARMRESTS of her window seat on the narrow commercial flight bound for London.Were they really going to make it out of the country? Was this happening?She hadn't taken an easy breath since leaving the condo. After days spent cooped up, she'd felt exposed and vulnerable venturing out even with Silas and Paxton on either side of her. Their ride to the private airport had gone smoothly. Boring even. The crew on the small plane chartered to take them to Dalanzadgad hadn't so much as glanced at them.Paxton had said their forged passports were simply an extra layer of protection should they be needed. Of course they hadn't really known if those were needed until they landed, which was when their tickets to London were officially purchased by the Aegis Group support staff.Everything had gone through without a hitch.It was too easy.Silas' hand covered hers. He squeezed gently as the nose of the plane tipped up.Something could still go wrong...The cabin bounced
ONE OF THE THINGS Silas hated most about travel was the tedious process of disembarking from an airplane. It was always a time-consuming process with people bumbling along.Today, however, he was content to sit in his seat holding Ekko's hand.The trip wasn't over. They weren't out of danger. But they should be in the home stretch now. With any luck, they'd given the DSS operatives the slip. It would take them six to twenty-four hours to pick up their trail. That was more than enough lead time for them to get on a plane headed back to New York City, and from there it really was over.Paxton stood and glanced over his shoulder. Silas met his gaze and nodded.It wouldn't make sense for Paxton to wait for them here. They'd meet up in the terminal."Silas...""Hm?" He turned his head.Ekko was staring agape at her phone screen."What?" He peered over her shoulder.The headline read, Youth Rioters Killed in Dauria.The image under the bold words was that of two young people. A boy
Two months later. Ekko's Apartment, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.EKKO STARED AT THE table with the spread of food laid out.Was there enough? Did she need more? Would Coco and Paxton like it?She reached out and adjusted the tray of cheese so it was at more of an angle instead of perfectly aligned to everything else.It looked too neat."Stop." Silas took her hand and spun her toward him, capturing her against his chest with strong arms around her waist."It looks like I'm trying too hard." She smoothed her hands up and over his shoulders."Stop. It's just Paxton and Coco.""Your best friend and his fiancé, who I haven't met yet.""What?" Silas' face scrunched up. "You've talked to her dozens of times.""In the background of you and Paxton talking. That doesn't count." She pulled away from him and proceeded to turn dishes a little this way and that."You do realize Coco spends most days digging in elephant shit and stuff, right?""Silas." She scowled at him."What?" He gr
IT FELT LIKE THE weight Silas had been carrying around in his gut had now attached itself to his eyelids. He floated in darkness, no longer asleep but not yet awake. Someone had called this twilight once, though he couldn't recall who. Something wouldn't let him go back to sleep. There was something he needed to do. It was urgent.What the hell was it?That nagging question hounded him as he ever so slowly gathered his strength.He wasn't aware of time or how long it took to wrestle one eyelid open, but at long last he peered out of his darkness into...more darkness.Well that was just dandy. What the fuck?He blinked that one eye again, letting his vision adjust. He was in a room and there was a light on, it just didn't do much.Machines beeped and whirled around him.That was a sound he could never mistake and it told him the first piece of his puzzle. From there the others fell into place, one after another.He was still in the hospital.He'd been hurt.There was a fight.
EKKO CLUNG TO THE stretcher bearing Silas out to the parking lot.She hadn't realized how bad his injuries were. He was barely keeping his eyes open. Tears leaked out of her eyes as she kept pace with the two paramedics. Silas covered her hand with his as they came to a stop at the bumper of an ambulance.Paxton, Brett and Vito were sitting inside. They were worse for wear and grim, but seemed okay.All around them police were marching uninjured people they'd arrested to sit in a line next to a chain-link fence blocking the sidewalk. The night was lit up with swirling lights that made her head spin."Where's Chayan?" she asked. Her heart was tearing in two, aching for both men.A little distance away an ambulance took off, sirens blaring. She hoped it was the one with Pasley in it."Ma'am, I need to look at that wound," a paramedic said to her.She held tight to Silas' hand. "What about Chayan? Older man, little taller than me? Salt and pepper hair?"Silas had said he was fine.
IGNEY PACED IN A circle, looking down each hall in turn.Where were they? Had he miscalculated? Were they willing to lose the woman so long as they got the man?His orders were clear. Get both the man and the woman.The woman was a symbol. Too many young people had taken to the streets because they listened to others like her.The man though, he knew things.Killing the woman was personal. Chasing her had cast him in a bad light. But the man was more important in the grand scheme of things."Fuck," Igney muttered. He glanced at a pair of men striding for the doors. "You. Come here."The men never glanced at him. Because they didn't understand him?He whirled to face Alban. "Where are the others?""I don't know where Delem and Michil are." He grimaced. "I haven't heard from them since we split up to search the building."That wasn't good.Igney had heard a lot of gunfire. Was it possible the other men he'd brought with him were dead?If both Chayan and Pasley escaped, leavin
EKKO'S ONE OFFENSIVE ATTEMPT was an utter failure. Her head spun and she was going to be sick.This wasn't good.She felt like a ragdoll being drug around, first by Igney then another man she didn't recognize. He spoke Daurian though which could only mean one thing.He was London DSS.Her body chilled. Was that from fear or the blows to the head? She didn't know anymore."Come find me, Pasley, or your little bird dies," Igney cackled into the radio.She tasted bile.Pasley had called her little bird back in the park.Igney cackled like a bad movie villain. The man was enjoying this. He was getting off on torturing them all.What about Silas?Pasley was with him.If Pasley told Silas, if he knew, they would come for her. Silas was determined to bring them all home and to keep her safe. But if he did, if he came to her rescue, Igney would kill them. Igney needed her and Chayan. Which meant he couldn't kill her here and now. It was an empty threat. Wasn't it? Did she dare belie
SILAS PUSHED HIS GROUP hard as they traversed the second floor. The sun had fully set, plunging them into complete darkness where there weren't windows or other lights.This building was a damn maze, and every turn they needed was blocked by too many people to fight their way through.There had to be more than the fifteen or so they'd estimated. More like thirty.This wasn't good.What about Ekko? Where had the others gone to?He'd hoped getting down here meant they would find her and Paxton, but so far all they'd found were a few bodies. At least they knew Paxton and Brett were eliminating the other side. But no one had taken the ammo or guns. Why? When resources were this precious, why not take them?Could they have gotten free? Did he dare hope?Something thumped in the darkness. Like a heavy footfall.Silas cursed himself as he skidded to a stop. He didn't see anything, but his gut screamed at him. He pivoted and threw himself at Chayan, shoving the other man aside. Silas w
THE DARKNESS FELT AS if it were swallowing her.Ekko clung to the back of Paxton's shirt like he'd directed. She couldn't shake the sensation that there were hands out there reaching for her. That Igney or one of the others were biding their time and waiting for the chance to kill her.Where was Silas? What about Chayan and the others?They'd been separated before she realized what was going on.Behind them a burst of gunfire spurred her on, shattering the silence.She knew it was Brett. Was he trading gunfire with someone? Those shots all sounded the same to her. She hoped he was safe. He was only one man and they had no idea how many were behind them."Stay close." Paxton reached back and pressed her hand to his back.Her head pounded with each and every step. It hurt so bad, but she didn't want to say anything. Her pain was minimal compared to what could happen."Will you cut that out?" Paxton yelled behind them.He side stepped and sort of skipped through a narrow gap betw
SILAS GRIT HIS TEETH to keep from telling Paxton to hurry the fuck up. It wasn't like Paxton was slow. The knife on his belt tool was small and no doubt dulled after cutting through several sets of thick, plastic restraints.Sitting like this it felt as though there was a ten pound weight sitting on his guts. He didn't know what the knife had cut, but Silas knew from the woozy feeling and blood making his jeans sticky it wasn't good. He had to get the others out of here before his clock ran out."Which way did they bring you up?" Silas asked Brett instead of chafing at how long getting free was taking.Brett stood by the door, a discarded piece of wood held as a weapon. "We came in some doors, up a stair to our right then a long walk down here. You?""Different way." Silas grimaced. "Do we retrace our path, or avoid it? How many people were with you?"Brett grimaced. They'd been hooded when they arrived. "Hard to say.""Let's assume at least the three that came in here plus one o
EKKO STARED IN SHOCK, her head spinning as the men left the room again."S-Silas?" she whispered so softly she barely heard herself.He slumped sideways groaning.Had that man-that monster-just stabbed Silas?"Man, Silas, dude, talk to us." Paxton had scooted forward, his arms extended behind him, attention on Silas."I'm fine." Silas' voice was strained. "Brett, Vito, how are you two?""Alive," Brett groaned."Vito? Man?" Silas shook his head and sat up straighter."Fine."This was it.Ekko swallowed.They'd done everything and in the end, they were outplayed.The DSS would kill them. She wasn't sure why they hadn't already, but she didn't doubt that death was the final move. All of these people, they were going to die because she'd been arrogant. She'd thought she knew what she was doing, when in fact she hadn't a clue.A sob tore out of Ekko making her already aching head pound harder."Ekko?" Silas called out. "Ekko, listen to me, this is going to be okay. Pax?"A ch