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pull up all possible reports on Tyler. So, she’d gone against her advice to Dylan. Shit happened .

    “You are so eloquent, my lovely little sex kitten,” Crenshaw murmured. He broke off and turned away from them, as one of his assistants came up and tapped him on the shoulder.

    “Mark my words, Crenshaw. If I find out that you have touched one hair on Tyler’s head I will hunt you down. Make you suffer. Then I will make sure that you go straight to hell.” Her face felt hot. She was losing it. Dylan had a silly grin plastered on his face. She was glad that at least someone was being entertained.

    “Oh, do tell me more,” Crenshaw invited eagerly. He sprawled into his gigantic Captain’s chair, and smiled smugly at them. Someday, she’d wipe that trademark smug grin right RECKLESS BOUNTY Marly Mathews 35
    off his face, and she’d enjoy every minute of it.

    The Excalibur readied her engines, and discharged a warning shot at Crenshaw’s much smaller spacecraft.

    “Beat it, Crenshaw, or someone will be scraping you off of the boardwalk,” Samantha threatened.

    Fred smiled widely at them, and licked his lips, his eyes glittering dangerously.

    “I trust you already know that Veronica has Tyler,” Crenshaw assumed.

    One of his over eager assistants handed Crenshaw a brandy. He sipped it at delicately all the while keeping his eyes pinned unwaveringly on the view screen. Samantha winced, forcing herself to breathe. Did the man ever take a hint? What did he expect her to do, burn a hole right through his ship?

    “Yes, you son of a bitch. You don’t need to rub it in. I always knew you were a sick monster…and now you’re only putting yourself on my hit list,” she snapped. Her thoughts strayed toward Veronica.

    That woman would be an impossible feat to overcome, and while Crenshaw was stalling them, she may have already delivered Tyler to the authorities.

    “We don’t have time for this,” Johanna whispered. “The bugger is stalling us.”

    Samantha exchanged a puzzled glance with her sister, wondering if Johanna had read her mind. “Tell me something I don’t know,” she muttered. “Look, Crenshaw, I don’t have time to talk to my ass at the moment, so if you would be so kind as to piss off, I’ll be sure to drop you a line at my earliest convenience.” Samantha really wanted to smack Crenshaw’s head against something hard.

    “I shall be waiting in anticipation,” Crenshaw returned, smiling as the view screen went blank.

    “We’ve got to get down to Aggie . Lucy, have her ready by the time we get there,”
    Samantha barked.

    At her words Lucy disappeared with a loud crackling noise. Samantha knew that Lucy didn’t hold much affection for her, but Lucy had been fond of Tyler. Yet another trait they shared. She was beginning to get sick of the similarities that she and Lucy shared. But for once, she couldn’t blame Lucy. The AI did have good taste.

    “Dylan, when we get out of this mess, I’m going to have a little discussion with you concerning Aggie ,” Samantha promised, brushing past him.

    “Fine, but can you make sure that Johanna, is there when you have this discussion? I wouldn’t want to return a lesser man to my lovely wife,” Dylan teased. They all moved down to the cargo bay. Samantha sighed. Much as she hated to admit it, they were strapped for time.
    The more time they wasted, they increased their chances of losing Tyler to Lord Devlin.

    Aggie stood ready and waiting for them, and Samantha grabbed her necessary trinkets, while Johanna embraced Dylan.

    “I should really come with you. Tyler’s my brother,” he began, and then quieted when Samantha served him with a stern glare.

    “Shouldn’t you stay here, and guard the ship, and access how much damage Crenshaw did to The Excalibur when he greeted us so damn affectionately?” Samantha asked all in one breath. She knew she had turned into a bit of a bitch, but she couldn’t help herself. Dylan and