Redemption by Karin Tabke

Author:Karin Tabke
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pocket Star

CHAPTER FIVE

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DANICA DISARMED THE ALARM and waved Zach into the garage where he pulled the Jeep in between the twin Bentleys. Looked like being a Krupp was profitable. Good for them. He’d always enjoyed their company, and after the ugly breakup, Marcie had come by his place, told him off then hugged him and wished him well, but not before she told him never to come near her friend again.

Inexplicably he reached behind to the small of his back and rested his hand on the sword. The hilt felt cool to his touch. He thought of the star in Mark’s hands. His blood surged as the vision of him holding the scabbard to Danica’s throat replayed in his brain. Zach would take extreme pleasure in relieving Mark of the star but before he did he would relish the moment he plunged the sword deep into Santos’s Immortal heart.

Zach pulled the sword from its resting place and held it in the palm of his hand. The gold tempering aside, there was nothing extraordinary about it. Except . . . he narrowed his eyes and focused on the symbols etched on the blade just below the hilt. The same symbols as on the box the scabbard and star arrived in. What did they mean? And how the hell was he going to get the star back from Santos? Just walk in and take it?

Zach traced his index finger along the edge of the blade; it was so sharp that when it sliced his skin, he was only aware of it after blood beaded at his fingertip. He nodded in silent alliance with the blade. He sucked the blood from his finger.

He had his answer. The only way to get the star was to draw blood for it.

As he entered the house through the garage with the sword in hand, he let out a long breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. How the hell was he going to convince Danica they were destined to be together? And if by some remote chance that occurred, how was he going to get them both off for the cop killings? Shit. He clenched the sword and raised it skyward. “Thanks a lot, Mikey.”

With great effort he cleared his thoughts of Michael and his mission, and instead stood in the wide circular entryway and took in his surroundings. The inside of the minimansion was as Zach remembered it: open, airy, classic Italian décor. Lots of potted plants and granite.

Zach crossed the granite floor, the tips of the live ferns wisping across his shoulders, silently giving him permission to be there, and walked toward the back of the house into the kitchen with what he knew was a panoramic view of the deep water. He smiled. Danica presented quite the pretty picture as she gazed out the big window. She’d removed her jacket and her ass was clearly defined in the black pants she wore. “Where is the safe?” he asked.

Danica started and turned around to face him, the scabbard clasped to her heart.

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