Pirate's Pleasure by Lisa Kessler

Author:Lisa Kessler
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Amara, Paranormal Romance; Romantic Fantasy; Fantasy Romance; Urban Fantasy; Magical Realism; Contemporary Romance; Action & Adventure Romance; Pirates; Immortals; Mistaken Identity; Opposites Attract; Savannah; Sentinels of Savannah Series
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-03-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

David wheeled the container on a cart deeper into the underground warehouse of Department 13. The echo of the heels of his shoes soothed his nerves. This vault should’ve scared the shit out of him. Even he didn’t know the contents of every crate, but just the items he’d recovered over the past few decades could decimate the human race and the planet a few times over.

Some would just make life a living hell.

But something about the silence here brought him peace. As long as these crates remained here, undisturbed, Americans were safe.

He glanced down at the container. It was stamped with the item number and nothing else. Only those with a high enough security clearance would be able to access the database and discover Pandora’s box was hidden inside. With any luck, it would gather dust for eternity.

The inner container no longer silenced the whispers, as if the box could sense it would never be opened again. David started counting the echoed clicks of his footsteps, struggling to keep the temptation at bay.

You are as trapped as we… Freeeeedom could be yours…We will help you… Open the box.

He finally reached aisle twenty-five and turned to the right, keeping his stride steady and controlled. In a few minutes, he’d be free of this damned box, and it could rot in here for all he cared.

We can hellllllp…

“I don’t need any of your damned help,” he grumbled under his breath.

He stopped at the space number and looked up the shelves. He’d been down here before. He recognized the small crate on the second shelf. Inside, a small clay vessel trapped Apep, the Egyptian god of chaos. David didn’t organize the storage facility—the assignments for relics came through the spreadsheets—but he couldn’t help but wonder if it was a coincidence that Pandora’s box of evils would be resting so closely to the god of chaos.

The opening for this crate was on the fourth shelf. He double-checked his notes again, then flipped the switch for the lift. The top of the cart gradually rose, boosting Crate #999666 higher, toward its final storage place.

The whispers grew more frantic. David frowned. The evils in the box couldn’t possibly know their fate. Hell, they couldn’t even see.

Maybe they didn’t need to.

As the crate hovered just above its spot, he used the control stick to move it forward, sliding it into place on the shelf.

Christopher Bale… He needs usssssssss… We can save himmmmm…

David rubbed his forehead, stopping the progress of the crate. This thing was feeding on his fear. Chris wasn’t in any trouble, and a box of evil wasn’t going to help even if he were.

You need ussssssss…

“The hell I do.” He ground his teeth, pushing the level forward again. Once the crate was on the shelf, he brought the lift back down and pushed the empty cart down the aisle, struggling to keep from running.

Since joining Department 13, he’d tracked a hellhound, trapped a banshee, and faced off with demons countless times. This fear bubbling in his gut was unfamiliar and unwanted.

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