Forged in Ember by Trish McCallan

Author:Trish McCallan [McCallan, Trish]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781503945555
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2018-05-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

THE SKY WAS boiling with thick black clouds that pounded their bodies, the boat, and their weapons with a constant swath of icy rain. Mac wiped the lenses of his NVDs—again—trying to clear his vision as their Zodiac powered through the heavy waves. There was no second boat beside them this time—or third behind them.

They were alone on the choppy seas.

Alone in the relentless rain.

Christ, the Pacific Northwest could be a total bitch sometimes.

They’d been lucky Neniiseti’ had loaned them the Eagle. Their experimental birds were more stable in iffy weather. A Black Hawk would have been grounded, which would have pushed the assault back a couple of days. Hell, they were lucky they had a full crew too. Without the magical hands of the Shadow Mountain healers, Zane wouldn’t have been fit for duty. A thigh hit during a ST7 mission would have laid him up for weeks, if not months.

Since visibility was practically nil in the heavy deluge, they were relying on compasses and state-of-the-art GPS systems. As they’d done two nights before, Zane and Rawls were in front, Mac was in the middle, and Cosky worked the throttle.

But unlike two nights before, there was obviously something wrong with Mac’s LC.

Amid the constant stream of rain running down his helmet and blurring the NVD lenses, he saw Zane double over, hugging his abdomen. If it had been anyone else, he’d have suspected seasickness. Christ, the hard lift and bang of the boat and the endless bounce of the waves were bad enough to give anyone digestive distress. But this was Zane, and his LC had been on much rougher seas without hugging his belly and puking his guts out.

Turning to Cosky, Mac drew his finger across his throat and waited for Cos to cut the engine. Once the boat sat silent, bouncing on the waves, he looked at Zane again.

Rawls had already turned to his buddy and was busy taking his pulse. “Fast and thready,” Rawls said through the radio.

Zane doubled over again, his grunted groan following Rawls’s voice into their helmets.

Whatever was wrong had hit hard and suddenly. He’d been fine on the trip down in the Eagle. He’d been fine as the bird had dropped to the water and launched the skiff. Hell, he’d been fine as they’d taken their baths and swam over to the Hurricane. It wasn’t until they’d climbed aboard the boat and headed for Embray’s island that Zane had started to fidget and then doubled over.

“What’s the deal? Appendix?” It was the only thing he could think of that would come on so fast.

They were well into their mission, but they could call the chopper back. Airlift Zane out. While the chopper hightailed it to the nearest emergency room, the rest of them could continue the mission. They’d be down one man, but hell—Zane was useless to them now anyway.

Fuck, he was a downright handicap.

“Not me,” Zane grunted and followed it with a moment of rigid silence. “Beth. The baby.”

It took

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