Eye of the Storm by Monette Michaels

Author:Monette Michaels [Michaels, Monette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

"TWEETIE." With the howling wind and the loud thrum of the powerful snowmobile engine, Keely shouted to make herself heard over the headset. "We've got company according to the readings on the laptop. Bogies coming in from the east just to the south of us. They'll cut across our path before we make it home."

"Shit." Tweeter swore some more and she didn't even think to chide him for all the f-bombs he dropped. "Switch to the alternating emergency frequencies, sis. We need to warn the others."

Keely, keeping one arm securely around her brother's lean waist, balanced the small laptop between their bodies as she keyed in the new set of alternating frequencies on her headset. Thank God for digital technology. She heard Quinn's welcome voice hailing them, issuing a warning about the unknown visitors to Sanctuary.

"Hey, Quinn. We see them on our portable comp," she told the older man.

"Keely, are you okay?" Ren's welcome voice warmed her more than Scotty's five-alarm chili would've.

"We're fine, big guy." She leaned harder into her brother's body as he took a corner on one skid. She shoved the laptop into the front pouch of her parka so it wouldn’t fly off on another such turn. "How did you see the intruders? Is the table working?"

"Yeah, baby, your table's working. Now you and Tweeter find a hole and hide in it. The guys and I are coming out to see who's visiting in this kind of weather."

"Can't be anyone friendly, that's for sure," Tweeter said. "We're going to Cave A5. I'll weapon up and meet you."

"Keely?"

"Yes, Ren?"

"Stay where Tweeter puts you—please?"

She sighed. "No one ever wants me to have any fun."

"I want you safe. And Quinn told me you haven't been resting. We'll discuss making false reports to me on your welfare later. For now I want you to rest and stay put until I come for you. Hear me?"

"I hear you." She rubbed her forehead on her brother's back. "I'm glad you're home, Ren. I missed you."

Silence on the connection seemed to last forever when Ren said, "Missed you, too, baby. Stay safe for me."

Tweeter chuckled and a beep told her he'd switched off the outside chatter so it was just the two of them on the headsets. "You lied to Ren about your health? You are in so much trouble."

"We'll see." She squeezed her brother's waist. "This Cave A5? Does it have a sniper rifle or two?"

"Yeah, why?" Tweeter hesitated, then said, "Ahh, sis. No. You promised to stay put. Ren will pull my guts out through my nose if you do anything to endanger yourself."

"I didn't promise and I won't let him blame you. Besides, there's no danger in sniping from a distance. I counted the blips—there are too many of them. Ren and the guys will need the advantage of a sniper. Tell me about the rifles."

"Shit, shit, shit." He heaved a sigh as he took a turn leading upward into what looked like a dead end. "You'll want the AWM .

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