Dark Light by Jayne Ann Krentz (as Jayne Castle)

Author:Jayne Ann Krentz (as Jayne Castle)
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: mom 05/31/2014
ISBN: 9780515145199
Publisher: Jove
Published: 2008-08-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

SHE CAME AWAKE ON A SURGE OF ADRENALINE. HEART pounding, she sat straight up in bed, trying to shake off the sense of disorientation. Get a grip. You’re in Fontana’s house. That’s why the room doesn’t look familiar.

But common sense wasn’t having any effect on her intuition. Everything inside her was shrieking at her to get out of the room, or, if all else failed, to hide under the bed. Run.

Evidently the medicinal effects of the brandy had worn off. This panic attack was worse than the one she’d had earlier at the Crystal Ball. She was practically jumping out of her skin. Every hair on the back of her neck was standing on end. She could hardly breathe.

A familiar rumbling sound caught her attention. In the luminous light that filtered through the windows she saw Elvis. He was at the foot of the bed, fur sleeked, all four eyes gleaming.

The bedroom door opened with terrifying softness; a figure glided silently through the opening. She would have screamed, but her throat was paralyzed.

“Get up,” Fontana said very softly. “We have to get out of here. Now.”

Dazed, she shoved aside the covers. Fontana was dressed in what looked like a black T-shirt, black trousers, and black boots. He gripped a short, cylindrical object in one hand.

“What is it?” she whispered. “What’s going on?”

“Someone got through the security system. More than one person, I think.” He opened her closet. “They’re on the grounds and moving toward the house. If they got this far, they’ll be able to get inside. Since I have no way of knowing how many of them there are, we’re leaving. Here, put these on.”

He tossed a pair of jeans, a turtleneck sweater, and the casual loafers she had brought with her to the mansion down onto the bed. Then he went to the window, flattened himself against the wall, and looked out into the green mist.

She realized that she was still wearing her lacy black bra, panties, and panty hose. The panty hose had to go. You couldn’t run for your life in panty hose.

She got rid of the panty hose, pulled on the jeans, and then jerked the turtleneck down over her head. She shoved her feet into the loafers.

“Okay,” she said. “I’m ready.” Since when had she started sounding breathless? “Where are we going? The garage?”

“No.”

“A safe room?” Her heart plummeted. She couldn’t stand the thought of being locked up in some tiny space while they waited for the cops to arrive.

“There is no safe room. But don’t worry; there’s a way out.”

He went toward the door. She got a closer look at what he held in his hand. It was a wicked-looking mag-rez.

“I can’t tell you how happy I am to hear that,” she said.

Instinctively, she grabbed her glasses, her purse, and Elvis, and followed Fontana out into the unlit hall. There was enough vague light coming through the clerestory windows to illuminate the corridor.

“I didn’t hear any alarms,” she said.

“The entire ambertronic system is down.

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