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Barbie nodded.
“So, you’re bad-ass, huh.”
She smiled, her glorious white teeth complementing her beautiful dark lips. “Something like that.”
“If I get out of this alive, you and the guys should visit me in Toronto,” Amelia told her. “I’ll cook and you wouldn’t need a hotel. You can all stay at my place. It would be the least I can do.”
“We didn’t do this for payback.” Barbie sat on the side of the bed. “We did it because we are our brother’s keepers.”
“But I’m not a part of this family.”
“You don’t think so?” Barbie smiled. “Tex likes you. If he does, he will move the world to make sure you’re all right. Being in our Texan’s heart says a lot.”
“I think he’s doing this for Liam.”
“Well, the next time you talk to him, ask him.”
Amelia sighed. “I can’t wait for this to be over. I want my old life back.”
“Your old life doesn’t have Wraith—or the fantastic CIRO at your back.” Barbie beamed proudly. “What kind of life is that?”
Amelia couldn’t help laughing. “You know what I mean.”
“I know. It’s hard, but there is always a light at the end of the tunnel. We’re gonna get you through this—you’ll see.”
Chapter 14
Night fell over Omsk and as usual an unease came with it. The last time Wraith was in the forsaken place, his life almost ended. He never thought he’d be back. Before, he hadn’t been afraid. Death was a part of the job. Now, his heart slammed inside his chest. He had something to lose—if he died, he’d lose Amelia. Though she wasn’t his yet, he wanted her to be. He wanted to claim her, to wake up with her in his arms, to listen to the cute way she snored as she fell into deep sleep.
He wanted all of her in his life—needed her. The thought of the father to her children being someone else almost brought him to his knees. The anger it sent surging through him was unbelievable. He pulled the flap by his neck and the Velcro coming apart echoed through the silence of the room. Wraith frowned and pulled the flap then pressed the Velcro together. As he was shoving his gun into one of the holsters strapped to his thigh, footsteps caused him to turn.
“What do you think?” Barbie asked, stepping out of the way.
Wraith licked his lips. Amelia did a runway twirl. He didn’t think she could be any sexier but as she strutted toward him dressed in a tight pair of black pants, military boots and a top which gave him an idea of the voluptuousness of her breasts.
“What Wraith meant to say.” Beast laughed. Without looking away from the computer screen in front of him. “Is, you look lovely.”
Wraith grunted and picked up her gun. She’d left it in her coat pocket. When she was standing directly in front of her, he handed it to her then leaned in to whisper in her ear. “When this is over, I’ll show you just how much I like what you’re wearing as I shred it from your body.”
She rested a palm to his chest while using the other hand to push her gun into the holster at her hip.
“Then we’d better get this show on the road then.” She kissed his shoulder and stepped away.
“Okay, boys and girls, gather around.” Beast called.
“You found him?” Wraith asked as they rushed to look over his shoulder.
“He didn’t make it easy,” Beast said.
Tex’s face appeared on the screen, a wide smile on his face. “You’ve gotten better, Beastmode.”
“And you’re still a dick.” Beast chuckled. “Let’s hear what you got.”
“Right-o.” Tex got down to business, his picture sliding to the top corner of the screen. After a few taps at his keyboard, a 3-D image of a map appeared. It seemed very old. “This is a floor plan of the buildin’. The down side—it’s over thirty years old. They haven’t been updated since the place went up. Any number of things could have changed.”
“That’s not very helpful,” Amelia muttered. “This means we’ll be going into this with no clue.”
“We’ve done this before,” Barbie said. “Don’t worry so much.”
