Deadly Game (GhostWalkers #5)(52)
Author: Christine Feehan

Mari crouched down beside Ken again and shook him, wiping his face with a cold cloth to bring him around. He was limp and completely out one moment, and the next he exploded into action, swinging a fist, connecting with the side of her face as she tried to scramble out of the way. She fell back, one hand stretched out in placation. “Stop! Stop, Ken. We’re in trouble.”

Ken’s head was pounding, his vision swimming. He shook his head, saw Mari, clutching her jaw. Realizing what he’d done, he scrambled to his knees and reached for her, catching her face between his hands, his thumb sliding over the bright red spot. “My God, Mari, I could have killed you.”

“I didn’t have time to stand across the room. Someone is trying to kill them. The room next door is filled with gas and I’m afraid someone is going to toss a match. You have to help me get everyone out of here now. Hurry—we don’t have much time.”

The headache would last a long time, but his vision was clearing. He didn’t reprimand her for knocking him out, or ask questions. He shrugged out of his shirt and handed it to her, hurrying first to Jack.

Mari was a little shocked by the fact that he’d choose his brother over Lily, by the gentle way he lifted Jack onto his back and took him to the window. Mari scrambled out and held out her arms. Ken passed Jack’s body to her. With the clean air, he was already beginning to stir, and she hurried to put him some distance from the building before she ran back. She didn’t want Jack waking up and attacking her.

Mari! Sean’s voice sounded insistent and worried. I’m coming in after you. The others will cover me.

No! Give me two minutes, Sean. I can’t let them die. I don’t know why anyone would order them killed, but that’s not what we do and you know it. If Whitney wants to commit murder, he can send his goons.

She ran with Lily’s limp body in her arms, to lay her beside Jack. He was already sitting up, squeezing the back of his neck, coughing and looking around him. She put a hand on his shoulder. “Conserve your strength; you’re going to have to run in another minute.”

She had to get away before anyone suspected her team was nearby. If Ken or Jack suspected the men were there, they’d blame her guys for the attack. And if one of their friends died, every member of her team would be living under a death sentence. She knew what men like Ken and Jack were capable of. She knew they would keep coming until their sense of justice was satisfied. She went back to the window and pulled Logan out, dragging him as far as she could.

I told you, they have someone on the inside. He’s going to blow the place. You’re out of time. We’re holding them off to get you clear, but they’re balking.

Mari’s heart thudded. Jack was stumbling toward the building to help with Ryland, but Ken hadn’t come out. Ken! What are you doing? They’re going to blow the building.

Jack had Ryland slung over his shoulder, his face set in grim lines. Ken was talking to him, she was certain. Ken knew they were going to blow the building and he’d told his brother to run. Jack jerked Logan to his feet, yelled something to him and reached for Lily. “Come on, Mari! We have to go now.”

“What’s Ken doing?”

“There are other people working in the building. He’s setting off the alarms.” Jack was already running as he gave her the information, Ryland across his back. Logan stumbled after him with Lily in his arms.

Mari hesitated, torn between running to join her team and getting them all away safely, or going after Ken. Ken won. She dove back into the building, landing in a roll and getting up on her feet, sprinting through the room to the hall. She heard shouting and the sound of people running. Lab techs and researchers hurried to get outside. She couldn’t see Ken anywhere, and she started down the hall, ignoring a man who caught at her shirt and tried to tug her toward a door.

The shriek of a siren cut through the air, a loud alarm that drove the tension up significantly. Doors opened and more people spilled into the hall, rushing toward the nearest exit. Ken! Where are you? What if he was still groggy and he’d passed out? What if Whitney’s man on the inside had already found him and stuck a knife in his back? For a moment she couldn’t breathe, utter terror consuming her, the sensation one she’d never known before.

Mari, are you clear? Get the hell out of the building. Where are you? Ken’s voice penetrated her mind.

Relief was instantaneous, sweeping through her so that for a moment her legs went rubbery. She leaned against the wall for support, feeling sick, her fist closing around the cross Ken had given her, holding it tightly, as if she could thus somehow keep him close to her.

“Mari!” Sean’s voice startled her. She turned to see him running toward her, gesturing toward the exit a few yards ahead of her. “Run.”

She whirled around and ran right into someone, bounced off and slid to the floor. Sean reached her. Without breaking stride, he grabbed her by the shirt and yanked her after him. “Run! Come on, Mari, run.”

They sprinted for the exit, using blurring enhanced speed, diving out the door and racing across the ground. She knew she was on the opposite side of the laboratory from the other GhostWalker team. She still didn’t know where Ken was, but her people were covering them and anyone trying to stop them was going to be shot. She had to go back with them to the compound. No matter what, she had to go. It was the only way to protect her sisters—and Ken. Nothing could happen to Ken.

She kept pace beside Sean, staying to the hedges for as much cover as possible. Sean handed her a gun as they ran, signaling her to go up and over the security fence. She shoved the gun in the waistband of her jeans and leapt to catch the top of the high fence, flip over, and drop to the other side.

Ken would try to follow them. The moment he knew they were gone, he would come after her. And he’d remember that she’d knocked him out. Ken Norton wasn’t a man to forget such things. Her breath came out in a little sob, and Sean shot her a sharp glance and fell back to protect her.

The blast was thunderous, debris shooting up and out as the building exploded. The fence burst outward toward them. The concussion blew both of them into the air and sent them flying across a small open expanse of grass to land hard on the ground. The air left her lungs in one awful rush, leaving Mari gasping and wheezing.

Sean crawled to her side. “Can you move? We’ve got to keep going.”

She nodded. Everything hurt. She couldn’t hear very well, but it didn’t matter. She had to get out of there and she had to get out fast. She climbed unsteadily to her feet, using Sean as a crutch. Her arm was bleeding.