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out.”
Reid scoffed. “That will never happen.”
And she had no doubt that he could make sure of that by using sheer will.
“We need to get moving,” he said.
She was about to ask to where when Parker said, “They came off the mountain.”
“Otorten.” Just saying the name made her shiver.
Parker dropped the hose and stomped out the remaining flames, catching the few stray glowing embers. “Mountain of the Dead.”
“Sort of.” The folklore on that, as far as she could tell, was overblown. Probably dated back past the Dyatlov Pass incident and the propensity of people to want to make it into some sort of crazy alien conspiracy. “Technically, I think it actually means ‘do not go there’ in Mansi, the language of the indigenous people who live in this area.”
“Oh, that’s better.” Reid’s tone still contained a rasp but his eyes looked clearer now.
The last thing she needed was two people searching for whacky reasons to be afraid of an impersonal slab of earth. They had enough to worry about without taking on the mountain. “The point is, men—not the mountain—just attacked us.”
Reid stood up a little straighter. “Speaking of which, that could have been the first wave.”
“Of what, exactly?” She could not take on one more thing right now. Her body craved a shower and a bed. She needed a few minutes to clear her mind and come at the idea of finding her missing team from a different angle. Nothing she’d thought of so far had gotten her one step closer to an answer.
He didn’t blink. “Attacks by the people who want you dead, or at the very least, with the rest of your team.”
“Great.” The word slipped out before she could stop it. A few more seconds and she might sit down on the ground and not get up again. She’d run out of energy and her emotional strength was all but drained.
Reid lifted the collar of his shirt to inspect his wound before glancing at Parker. “Any ID on these guys?”
“Of course not.” Parker shrugged. “But at least we have more weapons now. Newer ones. These guys were trained and well-equipped.”
“Probably military or at least former military.” Reid grumbled something under his breath before talking in a regular voice again. “Take photos, just in case we can get something back to the Warehouse for face recognition.”
She caught words here and there. None of them sounded too good to her. “Warehouse?”
“The official name of our headquarters,” Reid explained.
She still didn’t like the sound of it. “Seems ominous.”
Parker slipped around her and headed for the still body closest to him. “Almost as ominous as being stuck in the mountains in the middle of nowhere with limited weapons.”
She stared at him. “You’re not really a people person, are you?”
Reid smiled. “Parker is better with Yetis.”
Now wasn’t the time to give the man a list of allthe reasons Yetis didn’t exist. If these two insisted on watching over her and shooting men who wanted to grab her, she could put up with a little nonsense talk. “Even I would take a Yeti right now. So long as it was on our side.”
“I knew you’d come around,” Parker said as he started taking photos.
“I’m a scientist.” For some reason she felt the need to point that out. It likely had to do with the fact nothing made sense or was within her control right now. Falling back on what she knew to be true gave her some comfort.
Parker frowned at her. “So?”
“Not a big believer in things that have no scientific basis.” That summed up her life. Usually she was fine with that way of operating, but thanks to the blank stares she was getting, her confidence faltered.
“Like falling for some random guy and getting engaged in a few days?” Parker asked.
Reid groaned. “Parker, really. Shut the fuck up.”
But the guy had a point. Of all the plans she’d made for her life, someone like Reid—lethal and strong and ready to die for a cause—hadn’t
Reid scoffed. “That will never happen.”
And she had no doubt that he could make sure of that by using sheer will.
“We need to get moving,” he said.
She was about to ask to where when Parker said, “They came off the mountain.”
“Otorten.” Just saying the name made her shiver.
Parker dropped the hose and stomped out the remaining flames, catching the few stray glowing embers. “Mountain of the Dead.”
“Sort of.” The folklore on that, as far as she could tell, was overblown. Probably dated back past the Dyatlov Pass incident and the propensity of people to want to make it into some sort of crazy alien conspiracy. “Technically, I think it actually means ‘do not go there’ in Mansi, the language of the indigenous people who live in this area.”
“Oh, that’s better.” Reid’s tone still contained a rasp but his eyes looked clearer now.
The last thing she needed was two people searching for whacky reasons to be afraid of an impersonal slab of earth. They had enough to worry about without taking on the mountain. “The point is, men—not the mountain—just attacked us.”
Reid stood up a little straighter. “Speaking of which, that could have been the first wave.”
“Of what, exactly?” She could not take on one more thing right now. Her body craved a shower and a bed. She needed a few minutes to clear her mind and come at the idea of finding her missing team from a different angle. Nothing she’d thought of so far had gotten her one step closer to an answer.
He didn’t blink. “Attacks by the people who want you dead, or at the very least, with the rest of your team.”
“Great.” The word slipped out before she could stop it. A few more seconds and she might sit down on the ground and not get up again. She’d run out of energy and her emotional strength was all but drained.
Reid lifted the collar of his shirt to inspect his wound before glancing at Parker. “Any ID on these guys?”
“Of course not.” Parker shrugged. “But at least we have more weapons now. Newer ones. These guys were trained and well-equipped.”
“Probably military or at least former military.” Reid grumbled something under his breath before talking in a regular voice again. “Take photos, just in case we can get something back to the Warehouse for face recognition.”
She caught words here and there. None of them sounded too good to her. “Warehouse?”
“The official name of our headquarters,” Reid explained.
She still didn’t like the sound of it. “Seems ominous.”
Parker slipped around her and headed for the still body closest to him. “Almost as ominous as being stuck in the mountains in the middle of nowhere with limited weapons.”
She stared at him. “You’re not really a people person, are you?”
Reid smiled. “Parker is better with Yetis.”
Now wasn’t the time to give the man a list of allthe reasons Yetis didn’t exist. If these two insisted on watching over her and shooting men who wanted to grab her, she could put up with a little nonsense talk. “Even I would take a Yeti right now. So long as it was on our side.”
“I knew you’d come around,” Parker said as he started taking photos.
“I’m a scientist.” For some reason she felt the need to point that out. It likely had to do with the fact nothing made sense or was within her control right now. Falling back on what she knew to be true gave her some comfort.
Parker frowned at her. “So?”
“Not a big believer in things that have no scientific basis.” That summed up her life. Usually she was fine with that way of operating, but thanks to the blank stares she was getting, her confidence faltered.
“Like falling for some random guy and getting engaged in a few days?” Parker asked.
Reid groaned. “Parker, really. Shut the fuck up.”
But the guy had a point. Of all the plans she’d made for her life, someone like Reid—lethal and strong and ready to die for a cause—hadn’t
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