there. She looked over her shoulder, but only saw more memories that stretched on forever. No more white room.
“Ryder!” she bellowed and started running again—to her future.
Chapter Forty-three
Ryder held Kinsey’s hand. He’d been there several hours waiting for her to wake. But he wasn’t the only one. Henry was also waiting on Esther.
Neither woman had so much as stirred since Tristan spoke to them in their minds and the trackers had been extracted. But that was little consolation to Ryder or Henry.
While he waited, Ryder was going over everything in his mind about Kyvor. He began to methodically put it in order of when he and Kinsey unearthed the information and how it fit into the timeline of occurrences.
Of all the things they found, it had all been about them following Kinsey. It was the encrypted e-mails sent by someone Ryder had yet to look into that mentioned Kinsey. And cryptically at that.
Since the e-mails said very little, Ryder gathered there had to have been face-to-face meetings. In order to learn who these people where, it was going to require turning the tables on them.
If they could watch the Kings, then the Kings could watch them. And Ryder was very good at watching people.
Thorn poked his head into the cavern and said in an excited voice, “Esther has woken.”
Ryder was happy for Henry, but he was still waiting for Kinsey to open her violet eyes.
Thorn felt bad for Ryder. He quietly slipped back into the chamber with Esther and the others. Con stood off to the side with his arms crossed over his chest. Roman watched the siblings with an almost confused look in his eyes. Dmitri looked as on edge as he usually was. Only Henry was smiling.
“Henry?” Esther asked, a frown upon her brow. She glanced around the room and at the men. “Where am I?”
At this, Henry’s MI5 training kicked in. His smile dropped. “What’s the last thing you remember?”
Esther’s gaze dropped from Henry’s as she searched her mind. Then she sat straight up, alarm and a touch of fear clouding her face. “What did they do to me?” Esther asked more to herself than Henry.
“Who?” Henry urged.
Esther gave a quick shake of her head as she rubbed her temple. “I need to get back to London.”
“You’re no’ going anywhere,” Con stated in his cool tone that brooked no argument.
Esther jerked her head to him. “You’re Constantine.”
Con’s black gaze slid to Henry who shrugged in response. Thorn exchanged a look with Dmitri. At this rate, they were ready for anything.
“I know you worked for MI5,” Henry told his sister.
Esther gaped at him. “What are you talking about?”
“Stop the lies. I saw your file.”
“That’s not possible. Stuart promised to keep it from you.”
Henry’s hazel eyes blazed with anger. “He wouldn’t dare.”
“It was the only way I’d take the assignment.”
Dmitri said into the silence of the cavern, “I think it’d be better, lass, if you came clean with the entire story.”
Esther pressed her lips together, then she nodded. “If you read my file, you know I was recruited by MI5. I wanted to tell you, but they forbid it. Then the debacle within MI5 happened. Stuart found me cornered by some of the rogue agents attempting to kill me. He and I killed them before helping others within the agency.”
She paused and swung her legs over the side of the granite slab. “As I watched so many people who I thought were on my side turn against me, I knew the only way we’d ever learn how deep this went was to get to the core of things. I went to Stuart with a plan to infiltrate the group focusing on Dreagan.”
“And what did Stuart tell you?” Henry asked.
“That he was going to call you and get you to do it, but I stopped him. I can be very convincing when I want to be.”
“Don’t I know it,” Henry mumbled. Then he said, “Where did you know to begin?”
Esther shrugged. “I didn’t. Everyone we questioned either refused to
“Ryder!” she bellowed and started running again—to her future.
Chapter Forty-three
Ryder held Kinsey’s hand. He’d been there several hours waiting for her to wake. But he wasn’t the only one. Henry was also waiting on Esther.
Neither woman had so much as stirred since Tristan spoke to them in their minds and the trackers had been extracted. But that was little consolation to Ryder or Henry.
While he waited, Ryder was going over everything in his mind about Kyvor. He began to methodically put it in order of when he and Kinsey unearthed the information and how it fit into the timeline of occurrences.
Of all the things they found, it had all been about them following Kinsey. It was the encrypted e-mails sent by someone Ryder had yet to look into that mentioned Kinsey. And cryptically at that.
Since the e-mails said very little, Ryder gathered there had to have been face-to-face meetings. In order to learn who these people where, it was going to require turning the tables on them.
If they could watch the Kings, then the Kings could watch them. And Ryder was very good at watching people.
Thorn poked his head into the cavern and said in an excited voice, “Esther has woken.”
Ryder was happy for Henry, but he was still waiting for Kinsey to open her violet eyes.
Thorn felt bad for Ryder. He quietly slipped back into the chamber with Esther and the others. Con stood off to the side with his arms crossed over his chest. Roman watched the siblings with an almost confused look in his eyes. Dmitri looked as on edge as he usually was. Only Henry was smiling.
“Henry?” Esther asked, a frown upon her brow. She glanced around the room and at the men. “Where am I?”
At this, Henry’s MI5 training kicked in. His smile dropped. “What’s the last thing you remember?”
Esther’s gaze dropped from Henry’s as she searched her mind. Then she sat straight up, alarm and a touch of fear clouding her face. “What did they do to me?” Esther asked more to herself than Henry.
“Who?” Henry urged.
Esther gave a quick shake of her head as she rubbed her temple. “I need to get back to London.”
“You’re no’ going anywhere,” Con stated in his cool tone that brooked no argument.
Esther jerked her head to him. “You’re Constantine.”
Con’s black gaze slid to Henry who shrugged in response. Thorn exchanged a look with Dmitri. At this rate, they were ready for anything.
“I know you worked for MI5,” Henry told his sister.
Esther gaped at him. “What are you talking about?”
“Stop the lies. I saw your file.”
“That’s not possible. Stuart promised to keep it from you.”
Henry’s hazel eyes blazed with anger. “He wouldn’t dare.”
“It was the only way I’d take the assignment.”
Dmitri said into the silence of the cavern, “I think it’d be better, lass, if you came clean with the entire story.”
Esther pressed her lips together, then she nodded. “If you read my file, you know I was recruited by MI5. I wanted to tell you, but they forbid it. Then the debacle within MI5 happened. Stuart found me cornered by some of the rogue agents attempting to kill me. He and I killed them before helping others within the agency.”
She paused and swung her legs over the side of the granite slab. “As I watched so many people who I thought were on my side turn against me, I knew the only way we’d ever learn how deep this went was to get to the core of things. I went to Stuart with a plan to infiltrate the group focusing on Dreagan.”
“And what did Stuart tell you?” Henry asked.
“That he was going to call you and get you to do it, but I stopped him. I can be very convincing when I want to be.”
“Don’t I know it,” Henry mumbled. Then he said, “Where did you know to begin?”
Esther shrugged. “I didn’t. Everyone we questioned either refused to
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