his head, now intently focused on Kal’s video feed.
Kal’s head jerked to the right, her eyes narrowing in concentration. She slowly swiveled in the chair and looked behind her. Then her gaze dropped to the FLIR camera monitor in her lap and her eyes widened in horror as her mouth dropped open.
As her lips parted, Will knew she screamed even though the feed was silent. When her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell from her chair, Will bolted for the stairs, taking them two at a time with Aidan and the film crew close on his heels.
He found her sprawled on the floor, unconscious, the FLIR camera and monitor dark beside her. Will scooped her into his arms and pushed past Aidan and the others.
“Secure the equipment,” Will barked to Aidan as he rushed past him, carrying her downstairs and outside.
She’d fainted, he felt that. And something else, but he couldn’t put his finger on what. Her whole body was bathed in sweat, her shirt soaked through. It wasn’t that hot up there, either. She felt like she’d just come out of a sauna.
Will sat on the front stoop and cradled her against him, brushed the hair out of her face. “Kal, come on, honey. Wake up.” He’d never forgive himself if she was hurt.
A moment later she struggled from unconsciousness, swinging, combative, screaming. He wrapped his arms around her despite the pleasant, throbbing ache in his groin that action triggered. He held her tightly against him as she finally settled, sobbing, clutching Will’s body as she realized she was safe in his arms.
“Shh, you’re safe. It’s okay. Talk to me. What happened?”
Aidan had made it to the front door, and the film crew struggled to get past him. Kal wasn’t miked, neither was Will. The sound guy was especially desperate to get the boom near them. Will shot Aidan a look and a thought, hoping his cousin could still read him.
Aidan touched his amulet and the film crew happily took his suggestion that nothing was going on and they needed to convene in the base area to check their batteries and equipment.
Will focused on Kal. She still cried but didn’t sound as frantic.
“What happened?” he asked.
* * * *
Kal took a deep breath and sat up. “I don’t know. I started hearing something, sort of like… I don’t know. Like when a bat flies past you in the dark, like that. That’s what I thought it was. Then I thought I saw this dark shadow coming right at me. I looked at the FLIR… I suddenly felt this really… Some sort of hot spot just swept through me. Like I’d stepped into a furnace, then…”
Kal shuddered. What had happened? It didn’t make any sense. She’d never felt such evilly dark terror as she did in the second before she passed out, like a huge malevolence had swept over her. Nerves, it had to be.
She realized she still leaned against Will and reluctantly scooched away from him. “I probably just passed out,” she mumbled. “I’ll be okay. I’m sorry. I should have eaten at our dinner break and I didn’t, just had some coffee and a Danish. My blood sugar probably went wacky or something.”
Will’s slate gray eyes were, for once, filled with concern. It touched her to her very core. They sat there for a long moment and she felt helpless to pull her gaze from his.
“You want me to take you to the hospital to get you checked out?” he asked.
She shook her head. “No, I’ll be okay. I’ll take a bottle of cold water if we still have any.”
He nodded and immediately stood. His long legs quickly carried him across the parking lot to one of the vans. She tried not to watch the way his firm butt moved inside his jeans. She bet he looked real good without—
Kal closed her eyes and took a deep breath. No. She twisted the ring on her left hand, something she frequently did in times like this, times of temptation.
Will was unquestionably a good-looking man—also strictly off limits. They worked together. He didn’t even like her that much. He’d