Leyna scurried from the bed to where her clothes lay on the floor. “Of course I do.” She fished something out of a small pocket in her pants and clicked it. Then she spoke again. “Give the diversion in five minutes. Plan A is a go.”
Will heard his mobile phone chirp with some kind of message. Reaching for his trousers, he took out his phone and touched the screen. There was a text and a voicemail.
He quickly opened the text message from Gio and read it: Break-in. Subjects stolen. Meet at designated location. No contact.
“Fuck,” he muttered.
Leyna walked toward him. “What happened?”
He put up a hand and dialed his voicemail. He and Gio had earlier agreed to use both a text message and a voicemail to confirm identity if something went wrong. After the standard voicemail welcome, it was Gio’s voice that came on the line. “There’s been a break-in and it’s chaos inside. I’ll tell you more when I see you. More information to follow.”
The message ended and he met Leyna’s gaze. “Just how good are you at sneaking out of tight security?”
She frowned. “Why? What aren’t you telling me?”
Considering Will had agreed to flee, he may as well tell Leyna the truth. “Someone most likely created a diversion, broke into the AMT research facility, and stole my test subjects.”
“The ones with latent abilities?”
“Yes.”
“Shit.” Leyna turned back to her clothes, tossed the rest on and laid her purse strap across her body. She spoke to whoever was listening in. “Did you hear that?” A pause before Leyna added, “Let’s go with Plan C.” Another pause and Leyna’s growled. “I don’t care if I’ll owe you another favor. Just do it.” With a sigh, she turned toward Will. “If we have any chance at escaping, we need to leave now. Follow my lead and don’t speak unless I signal it’s okay.”
Will tugged on his trousers and slipped on his shoes. “I’ll follow, but if someone attacks, I’m not going to run.”
Leyna scowled at him. “I don’t have time to watch your ass and fight on my own.”
He rushed Leyna. She stepped out of the way, but he swung out his leg and swept her foot. As she hopped back to regain her balance, he growled, “Stop trying to protect me. If I need your help, I’ll ask for it. I probably have more hand-to-hand combat training than you could even dream of. I wasn’t about to allow anyone to perceive me as a weakness a second time.”
“A second time?” she echoed.
He pushed the memory to the back of his mind and kept his face neutral. “Isn’t the clock ticking?”
She shook her head. “Right. Then stand by and wait for the signal.”
He opened his mouth to ask what signal when something exploded next door and the room shook. “What the hell was that?”
Leyna smiled. “Not scared of a little bomb, are you?”
Before he could answer, Leyna rushed to the door and opened it a few inches. He heard the sound of rushing feet and screaming. Looking over her shoulder, she stated, “Showtime.”
Then she squealed like a young girl and dashed down the hall. Cursing, Will picked up his shirt and followed her.
Chapter Five
As Petra rushed down the hallway and pretended to be afraid of the exploding bomb, she stole a glance over her shoulder. Will was only a few feet behind her.
Satisfied he could keep up, she focused on getting out of the building and past the man watching Will, if he was even still around.
Weaving her way through the throng of half-dressed men and women, Petra kept replaying the scene of Will rushing her and nearly knocking her off-balance. Begrudgingly, she admitted to herself that his actions had turned her on a little. She appreciated skill and Will clearly had some.
Maybe when things calmed down, they could spar with no holds barred.
Stop it, Petra. There was no future for her and Will. She might have to stick around until he agreed to stay with Millie and her people, but after that, she was gone.
Yet Will’s words about taking charge and finding a way to rid herself of Sean Reilly kept echoing in her head. If she were a trusting person, she might ask Millie if any of her contacts could help.
Too bad Petra trusted people with her life about as far as she could throw them.