Serenity died, then it was Liz’s turn. But if there were no sisters left in one of their lines, then the gods would get angry; at least that’s what her mom taught her long ago. The electronic voice cut in, “Two hours. You better start driving.” Then disconnected. She found Eli cursing over the computer. “It’s got a tracker. If I touch it, it’ll signal. Can’t do this.” “They ordered a meeting. Two hours. Parking garage in Manhattan. It might be an exchange.” “Here I thought you actually worked in MI6 for eight years. I mean, come on.” He rolled his eyes. “I know it’s risky. Okay, it’s probably not on the up and up. But with help—” Her phone buzzed with an incoming text from an unknown source. It read, 2 hrs. U alone. Bring company…Liz dies. Serenity glanced up, meeting Eli’s concerned gaze. “They just confirmed an exchange. It’s me alone or they kill Liz. Full info on location in sixty minutes.” “I’ll be there. Unseen, if necessary. You’re not going alone, if at all. We need backup. Other druids.” She shook her head. “I don’t trust anyone else.” Except Alexi. She considered texting him but hesitated. “Okay, but I’m still phoning my brother. He’ll be on standby.” He blew out a frustrated sigh. “This is a bad idea.”
Chapter Six A lexi wound upward through the parking deck associated with a business skyscraper and a museum on the lower floors. Lots of cars but not very many headed in or out this time of the day. The only reason Serenity would be in an unfamiliar public location like this had something to do with the laptop. This wasn’t going to end well. He unlocked his jaw, forcing it to relax now that she was close. The past twenty minutes had been spent in a mad game of catch-up. Damned New York traffic kept him so occupied he hadn’t the time to future glimpse. He didn’t know what type of car she drove, or if she headed into this alone. If the druids were doing their jobs, they wouldn’t have allowed her to come here alone. They shouldn’t have allowed her here. Period. Maybe she was still working solo. He slowed and chose a spot one level below where her dot blinked unmoving on his cell phone map. He’d placed a locator on her in the necklace she wore at all times several years ago. Wasn’t easy to get it placed, but it’d been very handy in the past week. With a deep inhale, he shut his eyes and glimpsed a future of bullets and death, as expected. This was another attempt to kill her. At least she wasn’t reckless enough to do this alone. One druid, though, hardly seemed enough. And based on his peek into the future of the druid, it wasn’t. His future glimpses were always correct. The only factor that could change the future was him. He tucked his fury at her foolishness into a dark corner of his mind and exited the car. Time to do what he did best. Kill. He screwed the suppressor onto his gun and grabbed a few spare magazines from his gun bag. As he stalked to the level above, he reviewed his future glimpse again to see who else was involved. Four hostiles. One exposed and three hidden. What if he made a mistake this time? What if he missed his target? That wasn’t an option. He must be fast enough. He would protect what was his … Hell no. She wasn’t his. Couldn’t be his. That was a wet dream that belonged in fantasyland. This was his duty. Duty only. He had to protect the destined mother to his next generation, or maybe another death reaper’s next generation, not that he’d ever met someone like him. Keep trying to sell that bullshit. This wasn’t about duty. It was personal. Simply the thought of another male touching her in any way set off a flash of homicidal images. He hadn’t lied to her about his threat if she allowed Eli into her bed. He might respect Eli, but he’d put a bullet into the druid without a single regret before Eli kissed her. This was messed up and distracting. The exact reason death