Kiss Chase (Exile Book 2) by Scarlett Finn

Author:Scarlett Finn [Finn, Scarlett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SFinn
Published: 2018-05-14T18:30:00+00:00

FOURTEEN

Screw that. If there was something going on out there, she wasn’t going to sit in there and wait to be attacked by a random assailant. Getting out of the tub as quickly and as quietly as she could, Rora grabbed her nightdress and pulled it on although her body wasn’t completely dry.

Leaving the bathroom, she could still hear some kind of kerfuffle, but there had been no gunshots and it didn’t sound like physical fighting. Someone was on the bed, a man. She could only see his legs because Strike and Junker were at the bottom of the other bed arguing and shoving each other.

“And I say we kick him out,” Strike said.

“He’s bleeding,” Junker said. “This man needs help.”

Pushing between the two men, Rora cared less about their argument and more about whoever was strewn out.

“Oh my God,” she said, climbing onto the bed to crawl up beside Torres who was laid there, and just like Junker said, he was bleeding. “What happened?”

His face was red, his eye swelling, there were cuts and bruises all over like he’d been in a fight.

“Burke went rogue,” Torres said, wincing when she started to help him take his arm from his jacket. “Killed four of our guys and then called it in accusing me.”

Getting his jacket off, she dropped it onto the floor and then started to unbutton his shirt to find out why Torres was cradling the rather nasty patch of blood across his opposite shoulder and arm.

“Burke?” she said. “Why would he want to—”

“He’s going after the Black Jewel. He’s got her scent, he’s tracking her.”

“That makes no sense, why give us the tech if he was going to go after it himself?”

“She has the answer to the question,” he croaked, sagging onto the bed when she took his arm from his shirt sleeve. “The tech meant nothing until we found out it was important to the question.”

It was easy for her to almost forget that there were still people out there seeking the Point. Rora was so caught up in what it had done to her and Strike that she forgot about the world at large.

Glancing over her shoulder at Strike, all she got from him was a shrug, which she couldn’t interpret as good or bad.

“Doesn’t matter, we’re bailing out,” Strike said. “We don’t trust this asshole.”

Peeking at the wounds on Torres’ arm and shoulder, she figured they did look like gunshots. The one on his arm was a flesh wound and it looked like it had stopped bleeding. The other wasn’t so benign.

Balling his shirt, she pressed it to his shoulder and put Torres’ hand over it. “Press hard,” she ordered and turned around to climb off the bed. “You two come with me.”

There was blood on her hands, so she couldn’t grab hold of anyone, but she marched to the bathroom, hoping Strike and Junker would follow. She went to the sink to wash her hands, as soon as she saw Strike over her shoulder, she raised her brows.

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