Veilers - Veiled Target Part 20
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"No s.h.i.+t! What is she doing here? What is she doing with you? What the f.u.c.k is going on?" His eyes flickered to the coppery brown tone they took before he s.h.i.+fted.
Hugh appreciated his willingness to defend him.
"It's cool," Hugh a.s.sured him, putting a hand on his arm to let him know s.h.i.+fting wasn't necessary. "At least for the moment. Tess and I have a deal. She's not going to eliminate me."
"Yet," she chimed in.
"You need to explain." All interest in Tess disappeared from Trey's face.
"I will, but for now my relations.h.i.+p with Tess has to be kept secret. No one else knows who she is."
Trey nodded.
"There's something else I need to ask you." Before Hugh could get his question out, Dane approached.
"Trey," Dane extended his hand, "I'm glad to see you're okay."
"Thanks." They shook hands and genuine affection crossed Trey's face.
"Anything I need to be brought up to speed on?" Dane pa.s.sed a glance over the three of them.
"Trey will fill you in. Take him back with you and I'll call later with instructions."
"Sure. You ready?" Dane asked, taking his leave.
"Yeah." He turned to follow Dane but Hugh held him back.
"He'll be right behind you." Something nagged at Hugh and he needed Trey to put it to rest.
Dane didn't look back, just waved a hand in the air.
Hugh released his hold and asked in a hushed voice, "Did you happen to catch the name of the person involved with the Wolf Seekers?"
Trey didn't hesitate. "Yeah. Dobson."
Tess nearly came out of her skin when she heard Trey say Dobson. She held her tongue until he walked away then turned and almost tackled Hugh to the ground, she was so excited. Finally, after five years, she had a lead.
Normally nothing ruffled her, but at the thought of coming face-to-face with the wolfen who killed Jason a knot the size of California lodged in her stomach. She'd get her revenge. She'd have closure once and for all.
"Oh my G.o.d. Did you hear that?" She nudged his shoulder, wanting to touch him, but keeping a respectable distance since other Night Runners might be watching.
"I did." He didn't look half as happy as she was.
"What's wrong?"
Engines roared to life. The sound grabbed Hugh's attention and he looked past her to the Night Runners taking their leave. With his focus elsewhere, she took a minute to revel in the news Trey had shared and lift her chin to gaze at the stars. There weren't any. Only a night sky painted dirty white with low clouds. No wonder humidity filled the air.
In the muddy sky, she did see something, though. A face. Jason's face. For five years she'd been desperate to find his killer because she'd made him a promise. And if her word wasn't good to those she'd loved, where did that leave her? Would there be any good left in her at all?
Killing, working for P.I.E., even though she believed she fought evil, didn't warrant any citizens.h.i.+p awards.
When she brought her chin down, Hugh was brooding over something. "What is it?" she asked again, hoping whatever he had to say wouldn't exclude her from tracking down Jason's killer.
"Dobson." His eyes searched the park as he took her arm and led her back to the Ducati. "You said he's a wolfen."
"Yes."
"Are you positive? There's no doubt?" The hair on her arms stood up at his businesslike tone.
Annoyance crept into her mindset. "I'm positive."
"If Dobson's a wolfen, then it means the Wolf Seekers have got a s.h.i.+fter as an ally and that sure as h.e.l.l doesn't make sense."
Tess wanted to slap herself in the forehead. "You're right. What is a wolfen doing with the Wolf Seekers?" And more disturbingly, did the Wolf Seekers have something to do with Jason's death? Oh my G.o.d. No. The Seekers were human.
After witnessing what went down this evening, her doubts about the truth and good versus evil came roaring back. From what she could tell, the Wolf Seekers were far more ruthless than the Night Runners.
Had she been living in a bubble? Had she taken for granted everything P.I.E. told her as the golden rule? She'd never questioned the Veiler-human equation, but... She started to hyperventilate, her skin got clammy.
"I need a second," she said.
Hugh halted and let go of her arm. She bent over, put her hands on her knees and took slow, deep breaths while trying to clear her head.
"You all right?" Concern, more concern than she'd ever imagined from a Veiler, sounded in his voice.
"I'm fine. Just lost my breath for a minute."
Things definitely weren't black and white anymore. If she were walking a chalk line and had to pick a side right this very minute, she'd side with the Night Runners. She'd leap in front of a tranquilizer for Hugh. How the h.e.l.l could she be a P.I.E. eliminator and feel that way? The last week had put all her beliefs into a tailspin. Hugh had shared his pack's mission, shared stories about marriages and babies being born and job promotions. The picture he painted had changed her mind about wolfen. He'd shared openly, answering her questions. He'd let her in. And after seeing the way the Wolf Seekers had attacked unprovoked tonight, she knew for certain they were corrupt.
He knelt and with the softest, sweetest voice she'd ever heard, whispered, "Are you hurt? Please tell me you're not hurt."
Hurt didn't begin to explain the pain circling inside her. For the first time since she'd been recruited by P.I.E. she wanted to disappear and never eliminate another Veiler as long as she lived.
Equally painful was the squeeze on her heart. She'd told herself not to fall for Hugh. She'd planned to keep the walls she'd built up firmly in place. But somewhere between meeting him in a bar and standing beside him now, she'd forgotten that. Her resolve had slowly chipped away and it p.i.s.sed her off.
The people she loved left her by dying. It was as simple as that.
"I'm not hurt," she bit back, knowing he didn't deserve her nasty tone of voice.
He backed off by a few steps. She heard his cell phone ring, heard him answer it. She stared at the gra.s.s, thinking it a much better choice than returning upright to look at him. Looking at him caused her sensibilities to go haywire.
"Thanks, Trey. That information is very helpful. Do me a favor? Keep this between us."
Only because he had new information, she stood. And looked at his shoes.
"Keep a low profile and tell everyone to be cautious."
When she heard him take a deep breath, she dragged her attention upward. "Information on the Wolf Seekers?" she asked, trying her d.a.m.nedest for a neutral tone.
"No. Dobson." He swept another glance around, searching, she knew, for any sign of trouble. He might be able to pick up on every detail going on with her body, but she could tell when he was on edge. His chin lifted ever so slightly, his nostrils flared.
"What is it?" The sooner she found the SOB, the sooner this whole thing could be over. She'd sell her soul this instant to be finished with everything wolf-related.
Hugh kept his distance and started toward the motorcycle. "Trey remembered a reference to a hotel in San Diego."
"That's great. Let's go." She fell in step beside him. The nerves tangling in her stomach calmed. She worked to slow her hurried breaths. Mind over matter.
"I'll fly us there. It'll be much quicker than driving." He tossed her her helmet.
She didn't like his take-charge att.i.tude, but the idea of flying with him and getting closer to Dobson eased her irritation. "Sounds good."
"Before we go," he said, rounding the bike, "can I ask you a question?"
Questions. She was tired of questions. Tired of asking them mostly, but tired of answering them too. She wanted to shut down her brain.
"Sure. Go ahead." She wondered if he heard the reluctance in her voice and hoped he didn't take it personally.
"Were you going to accept the date with Trey?"
There couldn't have been a more indicative question to his feelings. A fricking flutter blossomed in her chest. As good as she was at turning off her emotions, her body had a mind of its own. It took major muscle control not to break out in a gigantic smile.
"Why, Hugh, are you jealous?" Making light of it would hopefully mask the question's influence.
"No. Just don't like leaving questions unanswered." He put his helmet on, and looked away like her answer didn't matter.
He was full of s.h.i.+t. "You don't have to worry. I'm not looking for a relations.h.i.+p."
"A date isn't a relations.h.i.+p."
She put her helmet on and took her time answering, just to mess with him. "That's true. In that case, I guess I will-"
"Don't," he commanded, darting a quick look at her.
Tess waited for him to elaborate but he didn't. He got on the bike, started it up and scooted forward. She guessed the conversation was over.
"Did Trey say anything about me when he called?" She flung her leg over the bike and sidled right up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist. He felt better than her favorite cashmere sweater. Too bad they weren't biking to San Diego.
He growled, giving her a great deal of inner satisfaction. "No. But I don't think we should trust anybody but each other right now. Deal?"
Striking another deal seemed like an idiotic thing to do, given she couldn't trust herself around him. He made everything all right and all wrong at the same time. But he was a better man than any human she'd ever met. And she did trust him. And he was helping her find Dobson when he could have easily walked away after getting Trey back. And geez, she could come up with a dozen more "ands" before ending with he was a man of his word.
Tess understood that. "Deal."
She prayed it was their last one.
Chapter Thirteen.
"You own your own company?" Tess asked, noticing the Langston Aviation sign as they headed into a private hangar at the Van Nuys Airport. They'd arrived in the nick of time. Sheets of rain poured outside.
"Yes."
Three helicopters were lined up side-by-side, each gleaming bright as new. Tess had flown in copters dozens of times and these were top of the line. But it was the s.h.i.+ny metal sitting just beyond that really caught her eye. Without asking for permission, she made a beeline to get a closer look.
She half skipped, half walked, as she called over her shoulder. "What's this?" It looked like a toy plane with three feet, one long wing across its top and a propeller.
"That's a Flight Design CT."
She suspected Hugh wasn't bothered at all by her detour because he sounded like a guy who'd just been asked to show off his prized baseball card collection. He stood beside her and ran a hand along the stripes of the small airplane. She did the same, the tips of her fingers lingering on the smooth surface. Flying gave the biggest rush, triggered the best endorphins.
"So this is what a light sport aircraft looks like."
"This baby's the best LSA out there," he said, giving a solid slap to the plane.
"I bet it flies like a dream." With her nose pressed against the gla.s.s, she hoped she didn't look too in awe. "How far can you go on a tank?"
He moved behind her, and with arms on either side of her body, pressed his hands against the window. His chest grazed her back ever so slightly as he leaned closer to talk into her ear. "San Francisco and back. You want to go for a ride?"
Yes she wanted to go for a ride. But not in the CT. She closed her eyes, relaxed into him. With his warm breath in her ear and his body cradling her backside, she lost herself to the moment. He felt so good, so right, it took all her willpower not to melt in a puddle right there.
"I bet the scenery is amazing with the bubble-shaped c.o.c.kpit." She'd talk about visibility to get her mind off him and his abs, his chest, his tattoo.
He continued to talk into her ear, his chin almost on her shoulder. "It's unbelievable. To see a hundred miles of mountains and valleys or ocean gives you a sense of solitude and freedom that's unmatched by anything you can do on the ground. I've flown over snow capped mountains and the Pacific Ocean in the same day. It's an incredible rush seeing things from a perspective that isn't familiar."
She heard most of what he said, but really his s.e.xy voice, combined with his pure maleness, reminded her of what had almost happened between them earlier, and his words were sort of lost on her.
"How fast does it go?" she asked, ducking out from under him and strolling around the front of the CT in order to put much needed s.p.a.ce between them.
Hugh followed at a safe distance. "With the right tailwind, I've exceeded one-fifty, but usually I cruise at around one-ten."
"Sweet."
"Sweet?" He repeated, sounding like he was trying to refrain from laughing.
"You got a problem with sweet?"
"No problem," he shot back, the chortle gone from his tone. "Come on. Follow me."
He took her to a reception area decorated with couches, a coffee table and a tall green plant in the corner. One wall, she couldn't help but notice, held a collection of sketches similar to the ones in his house. Her heart pounded and she took a deep breath to slow it down. They captured the human condition better than anything she'd looked at before. The other wall was covered with photographs of aircraft and amazing aerial views of Mother Nature.
While Hugh went behind the reception desk, she took a closer peek at the photos. "Did you take these?"
"No-"
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