Created (Talented Saga) by Davis Sophie

Author:Davis, Sophie [Davis, Sophie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: Sophie Davis
Published: 2013-11-03T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“Director,” Wilkes said. “We didn’t expect you so soon.” Like a good operative, he straightened and saluted.

Had my muscles not entered temporary paralysis at the sight of Mac, I probably would have rolled my eyes at the ridiculous display.

Nichols too seemed caught off guard and slightly awed by Mac’s appearance. She dropped her barely-there grip on my arm and mimicked Wilkes' show of respect. “We have the Lyons girl, sir,” she said.

This time, I did roll my eyes. Really? Stating the obvious seemed like a good idea? Did she think Mac had forgotten what I looked like?

“You don’t say?” Mac replied sarcastically. When he spoke, his steel gray eyes sought out mine and the look that passed between us was almost conspiratorial.

I blinked to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. No, the face staring down at me was definitely Danbury McDonough. Only, while the cold gaze, sharp nose, and pursed lips were his, the essence radiating off of him was not. The person standing in front of me was warm and caring and extremely worried about me. This person cared about me. This person was also exerting an extreme amount of talent. Energy leaked from him as he fought to stay in control.

As if all these weren’t enough clues that something about this situation was off, his next statement confirmed it. “I’ll take Talia from here.”

Talia? Mac never called me Talia.

Mac reached for my arm, gently wrapping strong fingers around my bicep.

“She’s a mouthy twit,” Wilkes said, shoving me forward.

“Yes, Natalia’s mouth does get her in trouble,” Mac agreed, staring down at me with a very unMac-like twinkle in his eye.

“Captain Alvarez ordered us to escort her an isolation room.” It was Nichols who spoke this time.

I was impressed by her nerve. Openly questioning Mac was a bad idea, and here I thought she was weak-willed. Then again, maybe she sensed there was something off about this Mac, too.

“Last time I checked, the door to my office read, Director, not the Captain’s.” Mac was authority personified. A shiver ran through me. Maybe all the knocking about of my head on the plane had thrown me off, because this felt like the Mac I knew. Maybe before had just been wishful thinking.

“Of course, sir,” Nichols stuttered. “I wasn’t questioning your authority –”

Mac cut her off with a wave of his hand. “Go. I have the situation under control.”

As I watched the two operatives retreat, I thought about swiping Mac’s mind. Sure, he’d know I was there, and likely be expecting it, but just in case his defenses were down, I wanted to try. Knowing what he planned to do with me seemed like a good idea. Only before I had the opportunity, he spoke in my mind. And I finally understood what was really going on.

“Are you okay? What the hell are you doing here, Tal? You should be somewhere safe. You got Erik back, why are you still taking risks?” Donavon’s mental voice said.

I was so relieved and impressed that I found myself unable to answer him.

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