Part 20 (2/2)
I can see it in your eyes. You're thinking about going back, aren't you?
If it was true, it was good news. If it wasn't, Henderson probably needed them. If it was a trap, Henderson would need them even more.
She reached out decisively, and the locks clicked open. Taking a deep breath, her gaze met his.
”We can call in tomorrow morning,” he said. ”There's a train station in the next town. Risky, but quick.”
She nodded, her hair swinging forward. The b.u.t.t of a gun dug into Del's side as he stretched muscles gone a little stiff from so long in the car.
”If this is true...”
”If it's true, Rowan, you brought down Sigma. Congratulations. Now open the d.a.m.n briefcase. The suspense is killing me.”
”I love you too,” she said, opening the briefcase with one swift, decisive movement and stared at the inside.
I don't think I'll ever be able to tell you how much I adore you, angel. If this is true and we go back, I'll keep you safe. ”Well?” he finally asked.
She nodded. ”We're going back. Henderson's going to need us.” Her chin lifted decisively, and he thought she could probably stop his heart if she ever looked at him the way she was examining whatever was in the briefcase. She reached down and pulled out a sheaf of papers, flipping through them and collating them swiftly with a single glance. She set aside two videotapes, flipped through more papers.
Her eyebrows rose.
He waited.
When she spoke again, it was in a clear, firm voice that made his heart triphammer inside his ribs.
”Transcripts from closed Congressional hearings, admittance papers for Anton, workups on jobs they suspect were done by Zed-wiped psions taken by the private sector...” Her gaze swung up, met his. She looked dazed. ”If Sigma's destroyed there's no reason to stay away.”
”I guess not.” He settled himself in the chair, watching her closely.
”I want to go home,” she finished. Her eyes glittered with unshed tears, and high hectic color stood out in her cheeks. She was so G.o.dd.a.m.n beautiful it actually hurt to look at her, all the way through his chest and lower, too.
Justin Delgado gathered himself. ”Great. We'll catch the train in the morning. Give me a look at what's inthere, angel. I love you too.”
Copyright 2005 by Lilith Saintcrow Published by ImaJinn Books 2005
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