protect her as he took them over the small ledge to roll down the slope. He registered the crack of the bullet shattering the tree behind his head where he'd been sitting, followed by the boom of the rifle. She went with him, keeping her body tight against his so they rolled smoothly. The rocks and brush had to hurt as she went over them, but she kept silent.
Coming to a halt, he signaled her to stay low and to scoot back into the heavier timber and brush behind them. She didn't ask questions, but stayed on her belly, easing her body backward, searching with her toes for a purchase in the dirt to help drag her into concealment. Kadan backed up with her, sliding into the brush as if he were born there, drawing a gun from his boot and slipping it into her hand in one smooth motion.
Do you know how to use this?
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he had connected with her, so that she felt it too. His entry into her mind had been as s ooth as him drawing the gun and putting it
m
into her hand. She nodded her reassurance.
They were both telepathic, and somehow that made her feel less alone—less apart from everyone. She'd never actually met another human being with psychic powers.
Stay to cover. I'm going hunting.
She didn't want Kadan to leave her. He seemed solid and safe, and exuded absolute confidence. I'm guessing that's not some random hunter poaching .
Not with that rifle. You stay to cover.
He was already moving away from her, and it took every ounce of self-control she had t o
keep from reaching out and holding on to him.
You'll be safe , Kadan reassured her with implacable confidence. He had no other choice but to succeed. That was a sniper, and he'd tracked Kadan to this place, which meant someone very high up didn't want Kadan to succeed in solving the murders. Not that he was all that surprised; someone had wanted the GhostWalkers program gone and everyone involved dead from the beginning—and that someone worked at the White House. The GhostWalkers had been unable to pin down just whom the threat was coming from, so there was no chance to eliminate him, but if Kadan got out of this alive, they'd be one step closer to solving the puzzle. Not too many people knew he'd been sent out.
He circled around Tansy's camp, keeping his distance, and his head down. Movement attracted the eye, and he wanted no part of showing any of his body to a sniper, or even to give away his position. Whoever they'd sent after him would be good.
He allowed himself grim amusement. But they wouldn't be good enough, because in a world of kill or be killed, there were few men like him. He was wearing clothing that reflected the images around him, nearly making him invisible. He cloaked himself, changing his skin color like a chameleon to blend in with his surroundings. And t hen he
began to move with the stealth of a wolf.
He went up, going to high ground, continuing to circle so he could come up behind his stalker. There'd been only one bullet, and the sniper would have moved immediately, but once Kadan found the trail, he would be able to follow it.
He was taking a chance leaving Tansy. Not that the sniper could get to her; Tansy was too clever to give herself away. But she'd be making up her mind to run, and she knew the mountain. She'd been living up in the Sierras for months. She'd have confidence in herself and she was too smart to go back to camp. He sighed. He'd have to track her down again after disposing of their enemy.
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Coming to a halt, he signaled her to stay low and to scoot back into the heavier timber and brush behind them. She didn't ask questions, but stayed on her belly, easing her body backward, searching with her toes for a purchase in the dirt to help drag her into concealment. Kadan backed up with her, sliding into the brush as if he were born there, drawing a gun from his boot and slipping it into her hand in one smooth motion.
Do you know how to use this?
She blinked at him, but she shouldn't have been shocked. The moment he felt the danger, ABC Amber LIT Converter
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he had connected with her, so that she felt it too. His entry into her mind had been as s ooth as him drawing the gun and putting it
m
into her hand. She nodded her reassurance.
They were both telepathic, and somehow that made her feel less alone—less apart from everyone. She'd never actually met another human being with psychic powers.
Stay to cover. I'm going hunting.
She didn't want Kadan to leave her. He seemed solid and safe, and exuded absolute confidence. I'm guessing that's not some random hunter poaching .
Not with that rifle. You stay to cover.
He was already moving away from her, and it took every ounce of self-control she had t o
keep from reaching out and holding on to him.
You'll be safe , Kadan reassured her with implacable confidence. He had no other choice but to succeed. That was a sniper, and he'd tracked Kadan to this place, which meant someone very high up didn't want Kadan to succeed in solving the murders. Not that he was all that surprised; someone had wanted the GhostWalkers program gone and everyone involved dead from the beginning—and that someone worked at the White House. The GhostWalkers had been unable to pin down just whom the threat was coming from, so there was no chance to eliminate him, but if Kadan got out of this alive, they'd be one step closer to solving the puzzle. Not too many people knew he'd been sent out.
He circled around Tansy's camp, keeping his distance, and his head down. Movement attracted the eye, and he wanted no part of showing any of his body to a sniper, or even to give away his position. Whoever they'd sent after him would be good.
He allowed himself grim amusement. But they wouldn't be good enough, because in a world of kill or be killed, there were few men like him. He was wearing clothing that reflected the images around him, nearly making him invisible. He cloaked himself, changing his skin color like a chameleon to blend in with his surroundings. And t hen he
began to move with the stealth of a wolf.
He went up, going to high ground, continuing to circle so he could come up behind his stalker. There'd been only one bullet, and the sniper would have moved immediately, but once Kadan found the trail, he would be able to follow it.
He was taking a chance leaving Tansy. Not that the sniper could get to her; Tansy was too clever to give herself away. But she'd be making up her mind to run, and she knew the mountain. She'd been living up in the Sierras for months. She'd have confidence in herself and she was too smart to go back to camp. He sighed. He'd have to track her down again after disposing of their enemy.
He stayed low to the ground, making his way through the forest until it eventually gave way to the great granite boulders and jutting cliffs. There wasn't as much foliage, but he ABC Amber LIT Converter
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