Page 118 of Legion
A warm hand landed on her arm.“Naomi, come on, get up.”
She knew that voice.Iain.
“I don’t know who the fuck these people are, but we have to get out of here,” he stressed.
Luka’s mind all but crashed into hers, and then his voice poured inside—hard, demanding, filled with dread:Naomi?Naomi, tell me you’re all right.
She tried to respond, she really did, but her head hurt too much.
Fuck, baby, hold on.
Iain grabbed her arm tighter.“Now, Naomi, get up.”
“Sorry to say,” came a deep voice from the darkness, “you won’t be going anywhere.”
Magick crackled again.A loud cry tore out of Iain.There was the thud of a body hitting the ground.All of which Naomi barely registered, the pain in her head becoming so great that she couldn’t think of anything else.She sagged forward, her eyes falling shut as unconsciousness dragged her under.
As the office door closed behind Luka’s now ex-employee, Nikandr whistled low from the sofa.“Two people quitting in one week—unusual.”He paused before adding, “Though I suppose it’s not surprising that Draya quit.She’d want to avoid you after what she did.”
Yes, but whereas Sela had resigned in person, Draya had done it remotely—and with immediate effect.
“It isn’t so surprising that Sela quit either, when you think about it,” said Mikhail, beside his brother.“It was getting on top of her watching newcomers join all happy and excited but then, after years of being regulars, eventually turn miserable and hopeless because they can’t stop.”
“Yeah,” muttered Nikandr.“Then she had to watch her friend’s partner repeatedly come here and gamble away his wages when he had a family to support.”He refocused on Luka.“You cut him off, but it didn’t stop him from blowing his paycheck—he just did it elsewhere.”
“I heard he threw a tantrum at a different venue, swearing that his car had been stolen from the lot,” Mikhail threw in.“Turns out it got repossessed while he was busy playing blackjack.”
That was the frustrating thing.Luka could ban someone from his club to prevent them from losing their funds, home, or other possessions, but they’d only submerge themselves in debt at another casino.
“Are you going to attempt to track down Draya?”Nikandr asked him.
Leaning back in his chair, Luka arched a brow.“She confronted and insulted Naomi.You think I’d let that slide?”
“Draya must think you will, or she would never have done it.”
Mikhail pursed his lips.“She probably figures Maddox will protect her from you.”
“He can try,” said Luka.It wouldn’t work.Neither he nor his demons were willing to ignore this.
Too many fucking people seemed to be under the mistaken impression that it was acceptable to upset his mate.He needed to make it abundantly clear that—
Konstantin’s psyche crashed into his.East corner of Shaler Road!Clerics!
Luka’s stomach dropped, a chill racing down his spine.He shot to his feet.Daniil, my office, he ordered.
“What’s wrong?”asked Mikhail as he and his brother stood.
“Clerics.”An acute sense of urgency clawing at him, Luka quickly reached out to his mate.Naomi?Naomi, tell me you’re all right.
Her psyche slid weakly against his, and he sensed that she was barely conscious.
Dread clutched his gut.Fuck, baby, hold on.
Right then, Daniil materialized.
“Take us to the east corner of Shaler Road,” Luka ordered.
Their surroundings blurred ...and then darkened.All he could see was blackness.No, wait, there were brief flashes of hellfire and magick.And a loud cacophony of sounds.
