Conspiracy Game (GhostWalkers #4)(68)
Author: Christine Feehan

“Both of you scored high?” She flashed a small, teasing grin at Jack.

“I’m sure my score was higher,” Ken said, breaking off a piece of bread and slathering butter on it.

“Do both of you have the same abilities?”

“Yep, right down to being anchors. And we seem to be enhanced the same as well,” Ken added.

“So if he’s so interested in getting a baby out of Jack, why isn’t he pushing a woman on you, Ken?”

“That’s a good question,” Jack said. “Why didn’t we ask that question, Ken? Why is it that Whitney went to all the trouble and expense of maneuvering Briony and I into the same place to see what would happen, but not you and whoever he’s matched you up with.”

“Maybe there is no match,” Ken said. And I’m not certain how I feel about that. I should be elated that he hasn’t messed with me to that extent, but hell, I wouldn’t mind a woman of my own, not after seeing you with Briony.

The wistfulness in his brother’s voice had Jack’s gaze jumping to his face. Ken couldn’t stop the brief flow of information, the fear that his appearance would stop any woman from wanting to be near him. Ken looked away quickly and stuffed another piece of bread in his mouth.

“Or maybe he already has her,” Briony ventured. “I’m betting that Luther was my secondary match and that’s why he was really upset that I was pregnant. The thought that someone other than an enhanced soldier had taken his place was too much for him. He was really angry. I think Whitney had nearly given up on getting us together.”

“And he was counting on the fact that I’d walk if he did manage it,” Jack added.

“I don’t like that idea, that some woman could still be held prisoner by Whitney,” Ken said. “Jack, let’s get ahold of Lily and her team and find out how much they know. If they have an idea where he is, we can do a little recon.”

“The problem that we’re facing, Ken, is that we don’t know who we can trust. Whitney always had contacts. Hell, he knew the president. If he’s alive and pulling all the strings in this experiment, he isn’t alone. We don’t know who’s behind any of this. Whitney may have the know-how and the money, but he’s in solid with someone directing all this.”

Briony cleared her throat. “If Whitney really has contacts in the military, and there is some huge conspiracy going on, if they thought I was with you, wouldn’t they send you out on a mission so I had nowhere to go?”

The twins exchanged a long look.

“Oh God.” Her hand went to her throat. “I’m not going to like this, am I?”

Jack pulled her hand to his heart. “We were contacted late last week, but we’re on leave. We were both injured and neither of us has a doc’s okay to return to service, not that that ever stopped us before, but we said no.” I said no because Ken needs far more recup time. Jack made sure his barriers were up against his twin to keep him from that private contact. “Both of us intend to extend our time with personal leave as well.”

“They can’t make you go back?”

“I think they counted on us never turning them down. We never have. And they figured the target would be too personal for us to resist. They want General Ekabela taken out,” Jack said. “My guess is, the man knows too much and they need him dead.”

“In other words,” Ken added, “he isn’t useful to Whitney anymore.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Jack raised her knuckles to his lips. “You were a bit upset, Briony, and you needed sleep last night, and in any case, we didn’t think about why they would send us into the field, we go all the time.” He shrugged. “I thought they offered it to us because of what Ekabela had done to us.”

“But that means they know I’m with you. How would they know?” She nearly jumped out of her skin as the waiter approached.

Jack laid his hand on her arm. Gently. Just touching her. Warmth flowed into her mind, and almost at once she felt calmer, more able to breathe away fear. “Not necessarily. They may have wanted to make certain we were out of the country in case you did try to contact me.”

“It makes sense,” Ken added.

As the waiter hovered, Jack glanced up, eyes suddenly going from warm gray to ice steel. Briony buried her face in her menu to hide her expression.

The waiter cleared his throat. “Are you ready to order, ma’am?”

Jack drew out the paper on nutrition and began to study the menu, comparing items with the paper. “The chicken pasta looks good, Briony,” he ventured. “And the vegetable salad.”

Ken nudged her foot under the table and flashed a quick grin from behind his menu, winking at her.

“Yes, it does, Jack. I think I’ll have that.” Briony gave the waiter her menu and smiled at Jack.

“And she’ll have a glass of milk as well,” he added.

Ken nearly spit water over the menu. “Milk? You having it too, Jack?”

“Sure. Why not? And I’ll have the chicken pasta as well,” Jack said, handing the waiter his menu.

“I’m driving, so I’ll have a very hot cup of coffee,” Ken said. “And a steak, rare, with a baked potato and everything on it.”

“Ken?” Briony widened her eyes in helpless innocence. “That might make me sick just to look at it. I’ve been feeling so nauseous lately.”

Ken jerked his head up, a suspicious frown on his face. “You wouldn’t joke about something like that, would you?”

Briony covered her mouth with a delicate hand. “Just saying steak and rare made my stomach upset.”

“Fine. Give me the chicken pasta as well. But hold the damn milk.” Ken glared at her. “Just how long do you plan on being sick?”

She grinned at him. “A long, long time, now that we’ve had the good news about the baby and all.”

“Babies,” Jack corrected.

“Comes in useful, does it? I had no idea you had a mean streak in you, but I should have guessed, with Jack adoring you and all.”

Briony took a sip of water, looking away so he wouldn’t see her expression. She didn’t seem very good at hiding her thoughts from either of them. Jack didn’t adore her. The chemistry was there, exploding all over the place, but he didn’t adore her-that was never going to happen.

Don’t count on it. The warmth of Jack’s voice caressed her mind, touched her intimately, and spread through her body.