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conceal the weapons between the material and his skin.
Closing the closet doors and turning in my direction, he gav e me a small smile. “Let’s go, B aby C akes.”
I couldn’t contain my smile. I loved that he didn’t question me … he never doubted me. “Let’s go.”
As we walked through the dining room, everyone was still sitting around the table probably discussing me – though, I’d already tuned them out. Gabi and Jack hastily stood.
“We’re going with you,” Gabi announced.
I stopped and glanced back at them.
“Jack can help with any software issues you have , and I can call in a few Bladang contacts on the continent to search for the pendeja the moment we have a name.” Her words were rushed, as if she knew my patience was short , and I might walk away if she didn’t make her case quick.
I nodded, knowing a good deal when I heard it. “Alright. You can follow us.”
“I’m going too. I can help with the computer stuff too,” Kai interjected.
“Fine. Whoever wants to come, who isn’t going to challenge my every move or question my ability to function, just follow me and Drex.” I turned and walked out the door.
I frowned , realizing the other army leaders didn’t have a way to lock the door behind them. “Is Sanders here?” I asked Drexel, never stopping as we arrived at the elevators.
“I’ll have him come by to lock up.”
I met his gaze. “Thanks.”
Chapter 8
Walking through the door of my grandfather’s home sent chills racing down my spine. I couldn’t stop myself from picturing his death. I shuddered as a flash of his head hitting the floor popped in to the forefront of my mind.
“You okay, chica ?” Gabi asked.
I opened my eyes, shaking myself. “Yeah.” I swallowed hard as I looked around his home. It was untouched. I made sure that no one came in or out. It was one of the few places that I stationed a guard at all times.
Fernando was the guard on duty when we arrived. I couldn’t explain how happy I was to see him in position, ready for anything, including a group of attackers. He’d radioed for back-up before choosing a high point in a tree above the porch, where he could see everything and also have a fighting advantage.
I quickly called him off. His dedication earned him respect in my eyes. I promised him a bonus for his diligence before pushing through the front door. The only indication that he was appreciative was the sparkle in his eyes and the slight upturn of his lips ; then, he nodded and resumed his previous surveillance position.
“Jack, do you mind leading us down?”
“Certainly.” He stepped forward, moving past the group.
We followed him through the dining room, into the kitchen and down the steps that seemed to lead to a basement. Past the concrete hall, we arrived at the office space.
My eyes immediately sought the conference room in the corner. I knew it split in half, dropping unsuspecting victims, mainly vamps , down the hatch. I easily pictured a business meeting gone bad. How simple would it be to send your new enemy down the chute , falling through a maze of dungeons and traps?
My grandfather was smart. He really was a great strategist. I didn’t understand the layout of his home before. I couldn’t conceive his play, his mindset. Now I got it.
He needed the control room to be another level down , because anyone could find his office space. It didn’t matter if it was on a blueprint or not. No one would ever guess that an office floor, no less a boardroom, could split in half and open up the gates of hell.
Everyone on my grandfather’s team knew about the control room. They also knew the traps that had been laid out and knew better than to get caught in them. They still needed a safe haven in the event that someone was clever enough to outsmart them . Should a team member shut themselves in the control room, they would be able to control everything in the dungeons below: every acid shower, every blaze of fire, every
Closing the closet doors and turning in my direction, he gav e me a small smile. “Let’s go, B aby C akes.”
I couldn’t contain my smile. I loved that he didn’t question me … he never doubted me. “Let’s go.”
As we walked through the dining room, everyone was still sitting around the table probably discussing me – though, I’d already tuned them out. Gabi and Jack hastily stood.
“We’re going with you,” Gabi announced.
I stopped and glanced back at them.
“Jack can help with any software issues you have , and I can call in a few Bladang contacts on the continent to search for the pendeja the moment we have a name.” Her words were rushed, as if she knew my patience was short , and I might walk away if she didn’t make her case quick.
I nodded, knowing a good deal when I heard it. “Alright. You can follow us.”
“I’m going too. I can help with the computer stuff too,” Kai interjected.
“Fine. Whoever wants to come, who isn’t going to challenge my every move or question my ability to function, just follow me and Drex.” I turned and walked out the door.
I frowned , realizing the other army leaders didn’t have a way to lock the door behind them. “Is Sanders here?” I asked Drexel, never stopping as we arrived at the elevators.
“I’ll have him come by to lock up.”
I met his gaze. “Thanks.”
Chapter 8
Walking through the door of my grandfather’s home sent chills racing down my spine. I couldn’t stop myself from picturing his death. I shuddered as a flash of his head hitting the floor popped in to the forefront of my mind.
“You okay, chica ?” Gabi asked.
I opened my eyes, shaking myself. “Yeah.” I swallowed hard as I looked around his home. It was untouched. I made sure that no one came in or out. It was one of the few places that I stationed a guard at all times.
Fernando was the guard on duty when we arrived. I couldn’t explain how happy I was to see him in position, ready for anything, including a group of attackers. He’d radioed for back-up before choosing a high point in a tree above the porch, where he could see everything and also have a fighting advantage.
I quickly called him off. His dedication earned him respect in my eyes. I promised him a bonus for his diligence before pushing through the front door. The only indication that he was appreciative was the sparkle in his eyes and the slight upturn of his lips ; then, he nodded and resumed his previous surveillance position.
“Jack, do you mind leading us down?”
“Certainly.” He stepped forward, moving past the group.
We followed him through the dining room, into the kitchen and down the steps that seemed to lead to a basement. Past the concrete hall, we arrived at the office space.
My eyes immediately sought the conference room in the corner. I knew it split in half, dropping unsuspecting victims, mainly vamps , down the hatch. I easily pictured a business meeting gone bad. How simple would it be to send your new enemy down the chute , falling through a maze of dungeons and traps?
My grandfather was smart. He really was a great strategist. I didn’t understand the layout of his home before. I couldn’t conceive his play, his mindset. Now I got it.
He needed the control room to be another level down , because anyone could find his office space. It didn’t matter if it was on a blueprint or not. No one would ever guess that an office floor, no less a boardroom, could split in half and open up the gates of hell.
Everyone on my grandfather’s team knew about the control room. They also knew the traps that had been laid out and knew better than to get caught in them. They still needed a safe haven in the event that someone was clever enough to outsmart them . Should a team member shut themselves in the control room, they would be able to control everything in the dungeons below: every acid shower, every blaze of fire, every
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