Page 77 of Dangerous Mission
She tugs out of my hold and walks away. Doesn’t evenlook back. The door slams closed on the passenger side of the Agile Security & Rescue truck.
The fist that’s been clenched around my stomach loosens.
“Keep your head on Kane, you need to go to the cave and deal with a situation.”
Seething, he steps closer, tilting his head. “Besides her fucking equipment being tampered with? Besides her being with your sorry ass? This must be really fucking important.”
“Do the names Adam and Keith ring a bell?”
His forward roll stops and he slowly sneers. “Are those motherfuckers here?”
“They aren’t just here, Keith showed up in the cavern while me and your sister were diving.”
Griff takes off for my truck. He jerks open the driver’s door like the hothead I know Griffon Kane to be.
He’s about one second from getting a boot in the back. “Kane! Back off, this is your only warning.”
Only he doesn’t back up, he has the goddamned nerve to raise his voice at his sister. “What the fuck, Aria? Did you know Adam and Keith were coming?”
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Just when you think the last two days can’t get any weirder or worse…
I stare at my brother in disbelief.
“Are you serious right now, Griff?”
If steam really can come from a person’s ears, it’s about to happen. From both of us. Kane tempers are… hot is too mild of a word. My fuse is just a lot longer than my brother’s.
His hand clenches the steering wheel so hard I wonder if it might snap. “Do I look like I’m kidding?”
“There is no reason I would ever talk to Adam Hill again in this lifetime.”
Griff’s about to open his mouth when he suddenly disappears from the doorway. The truck jolts and I cringe at the sound of someone’s breath whooshing out.
I scramble across the console and out the driver’s side door.
Scout’s in my brother’s face. They’re both breathing hard, looking like two equally matched wild animals about to tear one another apart.
Shrill voiced, I shout, “Wait!”
As if I’ve snapped a spell, Scout releases Griff and drops his fisted hands to his sides. He paces in a tight circle, his thin control visible.
Griff’s eyes meet mine and regret flashes. “That was out of line. I’ll go deal with that fucker and his creep dive buddy.”
I have nothing to say. Not a single thing.
I’m so done.
My brother shoves off of the truck. He and Scout exchange one more look before Griff folds his tall body into the SUV and takes off so fast gravel spits from below his tires.
I almost sag to the ground.
When I lean back against the cool metal and press my hand to my eyes, tears sting my eyes as they rush to the surface.
“Hey…” Soft and husky, Scout’s voice is close.
Then he’s really close. The heat pulsing off him hits me like a cresting wave.