Dark Crescent Sisterhood 2 : Bound by Flame by Anna Windsor

Author:Anna Windsor [Windsor, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2010-12-24T00:24:14.622000+00:00

14

A week after his heart-to-heart with Cynda in the basement, Nick checked his watch as he crept out of one unfamiliar backyard into another. Ten of his men dressed in full SWAT gear, Cynda and her triad in their leathers, and the Jamaica Bay Sibyl rangers followed behind him, moving as quietly as they could.

Less than five minutes now.

Today, my brother Jake might die.

Nick ground his teeth. He didn’t have any options. Time to accept that fact.

All these years he had found balance inside, maintained the right mental distance from his work, and carefully controlled his thoughts and actions on the job. It was how he survived so many undercover assignments—like five years in the Legion. Through his whole life, it had never been any other way. He would do what he had to do, even if it tore him up inside.

In a few short months, Jake and Cynda had blown that all to hell.

Now it was work.

Now he had to use every year, month, day, and hour of his training and experience to keep himself in line and on task.

Cold air bit at Nick’s arm through his NYPD raid jacket, but with his usual mental discipline when it came to the elements, he barely felt the chill as his half of the assault team eased around houses and past ice-covered bushes, creeping toward the target. It was almost mid-March now. According to dozens of special news reports, all the rain and flooding had moved south, and gotten even worse. In the Bronx, no snow, but there was still plenty of ice. The sharp, clean smell of frost and the bitter chill helped Nick focus even when all manner of shit was about to explode in his face.

Jake.

Sorry, buddy. Keep your invisible ass out of my way today. Please.

He checked the countdown on his watch again.

Four minutes.

The combined OCU SWAT-Sibyl team continued to use neighboring houses for cover, moving quietly. No shouting. No marking or checking as they cut through another set of small yards, crossed two narrow drives, and wove between chain-link fences—yards with no yapping dogs. The route had been carefully planned for maximum stealth.

Nick’s jaw ached from clenching as he glanced over at Cynda. She was walking about three steps away from him, flanked by Riana and Merilee, face mask zipped, goggles in place, hand on the hilt of her broadsword. The trail of smoke he was used to seeing behind her in battle situations—that was missing.

Even at some distance, he could smell that hint of vanilla mixed with cinnamon and sense the absence of the heat that should be roiling beneath her skin. The way she looked, the way she moved—he noticed her at every level, even five minutes from battle. He didn’t bother telling himself not to react. That was impossible. No question about it, as soon as he snuffed the threat to the fire Sibyls, he was on the first plane to Ireland.

Three minutes.

At Nick’s signal, the team picked up its pace to a rhythmic jog.

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