Stealing Vengeance by Kaylea Cross

Author:Kaylea Cross [Cross, Kaylea]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Valkyries Rising Series
Publisher: Kaylea Cross Inc.
Published: 2019-05-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

They were twenty minutes into the flight and their captive still hadn’t regained consciousness. When Ty walked into the small cabin in the aft of the aircraft, she was lying across the twin bed there, her wrists still cuffed behind her.

“How much sedative was in that dart?” he asked Megan. Her vitals were strong at least, but damn.

“Enough to keep her under until we’re at cruising altitude,” Megan answered as she removed the woman’s bandage with gloved hands to inspect the wound. “They having any luck with Rycroft’s team?”

Georgia and Trinity were up front on the phone with someone named Briar back in the States to see if she could help identify their mystery Valkyrie. “Not yet. Her fingerprints didn’t show up in the system.”

“No surprise there.”

“They’re also trying to crack the encryption on the flash drive files right now.”

She snorted. “I won’t hold my breath on that one.” She set the bloodstained bandage aside. “Can you pass me that med kit?”

He handed it to her and knelt next to her to take a closer look. “That’s a pretty sloppy sewing job.” The stitches were uneven and clumsy. Obviously she’d done them in a hurry, probably in a few minutes when she’d made a quick stop either to fuel up or because she’d been forced to do something more to stop the bleeding during her getaway.

“She just wanted to stem the blood loss so she could keep going. Making a pretty scar wasn’t a priority.”

He stopped her in the act of reaching for the pack of steri-strips, curling his fingers around her slender wrist. Her pretty hazel eyes flashed up to his face. “You okay?” he asked softly, stroking his thumb across her pulse point. Finding out one of their own might be responsible for helping kill them off must have been tough for her.

She lowered her lashes, jaw tight. “I’m angry.”

He would be too. “You have every right to be.”

She met his gaze again. “She broke the oath.”

“What oath is that?”

She shot the unconscious woman a look so full of resentment it made the hair on the back of his neck tingle. “Loyal Unto Death. We all pledge it when we graduate. When we…get our marks.” She touched her left hip.

“What does the mark signify?”

She shifted to undo the button on her pants then pulled one side of the waistband down, giving him a tempting glimpse of purple lace before she bared her upper hip. The mark was a little larger than a silver dollar. A crow with spread wings, clutching a sword in its talons, a scroll with the word Valkyrja inside it.

And it wasn’t a tattoo, as he’d assumed. It was a fucking brand.

She met his eyes at his sudden intake of breath. “The crow is an old symbol for the Valkyrie. In Norse legend they were the choosers of the slain, and of who went to Valhalla. It’s our symbol because we choose who lives or dies. Only graduates get it.”

“What happens to non-graduates?”

“They’re put into other programs.

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