She cupped his cheek.“Let’s get out of here.I’ve had enough of this building and of CommTECH.I’m coming with you.”
He smiled his approval as he turned into her touch and pressed a kiss to her palm.She dropped her hand and curled her fingers tight to hold the kiss to her.
“I’ll count to three,” he said.“When I reach three, run for that door at the end of the terrace wall.”
“What about you?”Her heart stuttered at the thought of being separated from him again.
“I’ll follow.”He peeked over the edge of the mammoth sofa.“Ready?”
No, she was nowhere near ready.“Yes.”
“One.Two.Three!”
Without hesitation, Keiko shot to her feet and sprinted for the doors, trusting Mace to not only cover her but to follow.
She didn’t make it.
A man stepped out from behind a pergola.He held a gun in his hand, and it was aimed at her head.She screeched to a halt in front of him, terror stealing her voice, making it impossible to scream or call out a warning to Mace that they’d been found.Caught in the worst way possible.By one of Miriam Shepherd’s twin heads of security.
“I’ve been looking for you.”His smile was the stuff of nightmares.
There was nothing human in his eyes.Nothing to reassure her she wasn’t about to die.She’d run straight into the arms of the devil himself.Even surrounded by terrorists and Enforcement, there was no doubt in her mind that the real threat on the terrace was staring at her.While continuing to smile, he reached out and calmly removed the gun from her hand.
“We’re going to have fun.”He grabbed her hair, pulled her to him, and leaned in to sniff her cheek.“You smell like innocence.”
The shock of his action, his words, was enough to unlock her voice, releasing her scream.
All he did was laugh.