and there was no fucking way he’d take that risk. He nodded.
“The house has been staffed and I have warriors in place. You only need to see them safely there.”
He waited long enough for her agreement before leaving with his brother. Barak’s warriors stayed behind to escort the women. He and Jarek ran the two miles to the embassy. The streets grew more crowded the closer they got and he realized word had already spread. Emotions battered at his shields. Curiosity. Alarm. Fear. Excitement and anticipation. He slowed and cast his senses out trying to isolate the source of the eagerness, but there were too many people to separate the emotions. He resumed his run. Minutes later he entered the embassy compound.
It was comprised of many structures. The main building held administrative offices, conference rooms, and large meeting rooms for meditations, entertainment, and parties. There was a separate barracks for warriors assigned to or visiting the city and an adjoining center for training. Several guest houses. And finally the temple, isolated on a back corner of the property. Roarr went straight to it and found Kaje barking orders.
“ We’ve had no communication from inside,” Kaje said, when Roarr approached. He handed Roarr his tablet computer. “Your mother sent the blueprints and threatened death to anyone who leaked them. I think she actually meant it.”
“ I’m sure she did,” he replied and looked at the screen. There appeared to be two secret ways in and out of the temple, one from administration building’s cellar and the other from a building outside the compound wall. He pointed to them. “Two entry teams. We have enough men?”
“ If we include Barak’s, yes.”
They both turned to Barak to see if he objected. His answering grin was feral. “Of course. It may be your embassy but it’s my city. Besides, I remember your mother, Roarr. If anything happens to her temple or her priestesses, she’ll have my hide when she’s done with yours.”
If the circumstances weren’t so dire, he might have laughed. Instead, they got to work on a plan. They needed to be fast and silent, which required the kind of precision planning they didn’t have time for. Hopefully, the attackers weren’t holding hostages and were unaware of the secret entrances and passageways. They needed the rebels alive to question so decided to use the tranq setting on their weapons. It was fast and efficient.
“If they brought surveillance equipment in with them they’ve had time to set it up. The tranqs will only be good on the perimeter guards,” Roarr muttered, and the others nodded agreement. He looked around, noting the efficient ordered movements of his warriors. “We need a little chaos here.”
If he was the occupying the temple, he would have hacked into a satellite so he could watch what was happening outside. Rebels were a lot of things, but stupid wasn’t among them. He was certain they were watching. They’d definitely notice two strike teams leaving and expect an assault.
“We’ll have to move some people around. Make it look like the numbers inside the compound have grown. It’s a risk, but I don’t see that it is avoidable,” Barak said. His eyes took on a faraway look, like he was lost in thought or daydreaming. “Britt is on the way. She thinks the telepaths might give us an advantage once we’re inside.”
“ There’s only two of you,” Roarr pointed out. And he was pretty damned sure Barak wouldn’t allow his mate out of his sight once this started. “Unless Falkor is coming?”
Barak nodded. “He’ll be here.” He cocked his head to one side and gave Roarr a curious look. “She says not to discount your own abilities.”
Fuck. He should have known Britt would figure it out. “I can’t read minds,” he said softly. “Maybe that will develop after the mating bond is complete.”
He knew it had for Barak, who’d just been a sensitive before he’d claimed Britt.
“It will