Page 21 of The Lost Soldier
“How did you know I had a vision?”
“Years of living with my sister.”
He stroked Savanah’s back, tickling his fingertips across her soft skin. “I don’t know what to make of it, but it was as if Willow was leading us somewhere.”
Savanah tugged the sleeping bag up over her torso and inched herself to a sitting position. “Have you ever let visions come freely?”
“No,” he admitted, rolling out of the bed and finding his pants, hiking them up to his hips. As much as he wanted to spend a few more hours holding her and making love to her, they had work to do and men to find. “At least not when I was awake.”
“Do your visions come into view slowly, and perhaps with a swirl of colors or do they just snap into your head?”
“Both and I take it that means something.”
“If they snap into view, they are moments away from happening. The more you use your skill, the less that will happen.”
“Good to know.”
The sound of tires kicking up pebbles from the broken road stole his attention. “We’ve got company,” he said, snagging his phone from the nightstand.
“It’s not even six in the morning,” she muttered as she gathered her clothes.
“Stay here. I’m going to see who it is.” He slipped from the bedroom, pulling the door closed.
A military Jeep rolled to a stop right next to the one he’d been given. Scottie stepped out of the vehicle.
Chad decided to meet them outside, giving Savanah a little time to get dressed. “What brings you by so early?” he asked.
The warm jungle air filled his nostrils with the thick scent of vegetation. A layer of mist fell from the sky.
“We have a possible location on where Hunter Knight and Karl Homer are being held captive.”
“How good is the intel? Did someone remote view?”
“I’ve got one team member with that ability, and he’s tried, but he can’t get past the concrete walls. It’s as if they were made of some sort of anti-psychic material.” Scottie leaned against the Jeep, chewing on a toothpick. “Mallard wants you and Savanah to try. If you can confirm, we’ll begin plans to go in and retrieve our men.”
“All right. Let’s go in and grab some coffee and get started.”
When Chad crossed the threshold of the cabin, Savanah had already started the water and was sitting at the table, laptop open to one of the classified files. She glanced his direction,giving him a quick smile, which made his heart flutter like a schoolboy on a first date.
“Good morning,” she said, glancing over her shoulder. “What do we owe the pleasure?” Her words were laced with a bit of defensiveness.
Chad couldn’t blame her for her bitterness toward Scottie. The man had an attitude and a chip on his shoulder, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t a good soldier.
“We might have found the missing men, but we need your skills to find them,” Scottie said.
She arched a brow, the corner of her mouth tipping slightly upward. “You mean you want me to remote view the location.”
Scottie cleared his throat, nodding. “Both of you.”
“You turned around quickly,” she said, folding her arms across her chest.
“I’ll do anything to save those men.” Scottie pulled back one of the folding chairs. “I also had an unwanted visit from some chick by the name of Willow.”
Chad laughed. “She wake you up too?”
“I’ve never in my life had anyone talk to me inside my head before. Totally freaked me the fuck out.”
“Seems like my sister’s skill is getting stronger and stronger. She used to be only able to talk to other telepathies.” Savanah closed the laptop, resting her hand over the silver cover. “What did she want?”
