Delta Force: Crow (Wayward Souls) by Kris Norris

Author:Kris Norris [Norris, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Norris Books
Published: 2021-01-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Phoenix? Wasn’t that one of the other members of Ryker’s squad? A Delta Force soldier? The reason he’d called Crow brother?

Devlyn stood there, mostly hidden behind Ryker, unsure whether to step out or duck down. Because… Damn. She honestly didn’t know if this Phoenix guy was here to help them or was a one-man wet squad. Based on the fact he had a gun aimed at Ryker—a freaking huge Sig Sauer that looked larger than the one Ryker’s buddy, Six, carried—she was edging toward the latter. Though, if Ryker was concerned, he wasn’t showing it.

Shoulders down. Muscles primed but not twitchy. His hand nowhere near the piece he’d stashed under his shirt. In fact, he’d just crossed his arms over his chest, looking more disappointed than alarmed.

She was alarmed. Was already sweating, once again, feeling like the odd man out. As if she’d walked in halfway through a movie and had no idea who the villain was. She glanced at Ice, but he had the same stoic expression he always did. The fact he wasn’t going for a weapon eased a bit of the jumpy feeling in her stomach. The one that told her this could very easily turn ugly. The kind that ended bloody with no clear winners because it came with a lifetime of grief. Of guilt.

Ryker huffed, glancing at her—making it crystal clear she was to stay exactly where she was—before looking back at Phoenix. “I know it’s been a while, kid, but I prefer not to have your gun in my face. Besides, you look like shit. Ice—”

“No!” Phoenix glared at Ice, stopping the man mid-stride. “No one fucking moves until I get some answers.”

“You want answers? Put down the gun, and we’ll talk.”

Ryker inched forward only to halt when the floor exploded an inch from his foot. A small hole marking where his next step would have been. He stared at the divot then drew his gaze up to Phoenix. “Did you seriously just fire at me?”

“I told you not to fucking move, and I meant it.” Phoenix clenched his jaw. “Do I look like I’m bluffing?”

“You, bluff? I know you better than that. Though, I’ll be honest. You look like you’re about to kiss the floor. What the hell happened…” He inhaled, stumbling back a foot. “Christ. That was you? The other day at the warehouse. You were the sniper, weren’t you?” He whistled. “How much of that building landed on you? How bad were you hit? Jesus, Vale, let Ice take a look.”

Nothing. Not a twitch of his lips. A blink of Phoenix’s eyes. Just that cold, lethal gaze locked on Crow. Until it slid briefly toward her.

Death. That’s what it felt like. Standing there, having the other man stare at her. As if she were facing the human embodiment of death.

Ryker shifted slightly—covered whatever of her was visible. Broke the connection, and she hated the sense of relief that swept over her. Until Phoenix moved—matched Crow’s step—giving him an unobstructed view of everyone in the room.

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