Imminent Thunder by Rachel Lee

Author:Rachel Lee
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1993-04-27T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

Fire.

Almost as soon as she spoke the word, Ian was at her side, looking out the window. He saw it, too, and swore. “Looks like it might be in the back bedroom.” But with nothing visible in the darkness except the orange glow, it was impossible to be sure. “I’ll check it out.”

“I’m going with you.”

“No.”

She turned and grabbed his arm. “Ian—”

He shook free, glaring at her. “One, if I don’t come out of there in ten minutes, I want you to call for help. If you’re in there with me, you might get into the same trouble, and then we’d both be done for. Two, this might well be an attempt to get you back there.”

Get her back there? “Why? Why would—?”

But he was already heading for the kitchen, so she followed him, trying to reframe her question. She stood back as he bent to the cabinet beneath the sink and pulled out a large fire extinguisher.

“Look,” he said as he straightened, his strange eyes as opaque as jade. “Maybe it wants to hurt you. Maybe it just wants to scare you so bad you’ll never come back. Maybe it wants to influence you somehow. Damn it, Honor, how would I know what it’s up to? Just stay clear so it can’t succeed!”

Once again she reached out and grabbed his arm, acutely aware of the strength of the muscles beneath her clutching fingers, well aware that he could fling her away with no more difficulty than if she were some troublesome gnat. But he held still beneath her touch, accepting the restraint…for a moment.

“I could say the same for you,” she told him. “What if it wants to hurt you?”

He stared down at her, not a muscle in his face flickering, not the slightest movement of his eyes betraying his thoughts. “Then it’s going to get its chance right now.”

Then he was gone, leaving her in the silence of the kitchen. Through the open screen door, she heard the steady hammer of the rain, the low rumble of the thunder, saw the flicker of sheet lightning. The cicadas were quiet for once, and only a few hardy tree frogs kept up their nightly chorus.

Wasn’t it only a few nights ago that she had stood in this same kitchen in the dead of night, scared out of her mind, while he went next door to check things out?

Ten minutes, he had said. Ten minutes. Lord, she didn’t know if she would be able to stand it that long. Ten minutes was an awful lot of time. Long enough for that fire to get out of control. Long enough for terrible things to happen.

What if it wants to get you over there?

She shuddered and pushed open the screen door to stand on his back porch. Her ears strained for every sound, listening for any warning that Ian was in trouble. Through the rain and the heavy Spanish moss, she could still see the faint orange glow, but not clearly enough to tell if it had spread to any other window.

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