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"I’ll watch for you then"
A hand curled around his shoulder and Lynch jerked awake, the shattered re fro, he looked down at thein and the ink that stained his hands There was crusted blood under his fingernails, where he’d tended the wound in his side Though it had already healed, courtesy of the blood-craving virus that made him a blue blood, the action had weakened hio to bed"
Scraping a hand over his tired face, Lynch shook his head "I need to find Mercury The analysis on the crate?"
With a scowl, Garrett strode across the rooain with the bellows, then added a stick of kindling "Where’s Doyle? He should be looking after you better than this"
Lynch scraped his chair back fro me I sent him away The crate?"
"The steel within appears to be some sort of steam-driven part A boiler pack, Fitz suspects Could be used for all enius had never met an invention that didn’t fascinate him Lynch’s lips thinned "Useless then?"
"Not quite I’ve sent Byrnes to the enclaves with so," Lynch stated, turning toward the liquor cabinet "The mechs in the enclaves are remarkably closemouthed these days"
"Ever since the prince consort set the Trojan cavalry on theo," Garrett replied
Lynch poured hi it carefully He screwed the lid of the flask back into place "Be careful where you say such things"
"We’re in the guild headquarters"
"And no doubt the Council has at least three spies in here" Lynch lifted the snifter and drained it, the cool blood igniting his senses His vision swaray for a lass down He wanted more; he craved it And just as certainly wouldn’t allow it
"You think they’ve got uild?"
"I’m certain of it" The Council knew too much of his affairs for it to be coincidence Lynch swiftly changed topics, to one he wanted to pursue "There’s been no sign of the woainst the desk, his araze neutral Too neutral Lynch hadn’t asked how e was lih to have been in the vicinity
"The n of her The scent trail ended near Piccadilly Circus One of those chemical bombs the humanists use to obliterate all scent had been dropped"
Clever girl Lynch’s eyes narrowed He’d fallen for her ruse like a green schoolboy and the thought rankled She was out there so behind his back The worst of it was that hison his back still partially paralyzed Garrett had covered for hi revolutionary, but they’d seen enough
"I’eon, ripe to be plucked" Though Garrett’s manner of speech was so precise as to uage choice
"Thatfor Garrett to drop the subject
The encounter frustrated hi since thought hiotten under his skin so quickly and easily chafed at hier, and he thought he’d controlled those needs well He strictly controlled the amount of blood his body required and bedded a woe arise Not once had either need ever overruled him Until now
And all it had taken was that little whisper of sin in his ear, her knuckles stroking down over the leather carapace of his abdoe of the mask as she teh him: the faint hint of her breast in the cup of his hand, her long legs locking around his hips as she arched against hiainst his lips…
Damn her Even now his body stirred and he knehy
A body was never enough He’d seen and slept with some of the most beautiful women the Echelon had to offer and rarely remembered their nae A part of hi to take it further This time he’d have the upper hand and he intended to make full use of it, to pay back every ounce of hu forhis eyes, Lynch forced his body to cool The thoughts were , his own personal deot his hands on her, he’d arrest her and hand her over to the Council
Case solved
When he opened his eyes, Garrett atching him, entirely too perceptive Chestnut colored hair swept over his brow, a drawcard for women’s eyes everywhere Or perhaps that was the smile Garrett flashed at the in a petticoat Put him in a room with a woman who refused to say a word, and before five ned confession and every intimate detail of her life
Garrett kneomen inside and out And he knehen a man had been bested by one
"If you breathe a word of this…"