Broken (Otherworld 6)

"More likely a zombie."

I paused at the corner and knelt by a scent trail. Hull's, but an old one. I pushed up and kept moving.

"What'll you do if you find one?"

"I'll grab it. Make it lead me back to Hull."

"But you can't fight Hull, Elena. Not by yourself. Not in your--"

"Condition? Trust me, right now, my condition is what's going to make me damned sure I can kill him. He won't even have time to try negotiating."

Her hand clamped down on my arm. As I wheeled, I swallowed a snarl, but she must have seen it. Fear darted behind her eyes, but she didn't let go of my arm.

"What about time to cast a spell, Elena?"

"He won't kill me like that," I said. "He said he doesn't care if the babies are dead or alive, but he's lying. That's why he was so eager to make a deal instead of just killing me. It makes a difference. Dead, he'd have to sell them fast, before they--" My throat seized up, images flipping past, images I really didn't want to see, didn't want to consider. "Better if they're alive. Then he has time to find a good buyer. I'm not saying he won't kill me--if it comes to that--but he won't be quick to kill me."

I circled the building twice, and found only old trails from Hull, including one that intersected with the scent of the bowler-hatted man, who'd must have stopped by earlier to get his orders. How stupid had we been? Searching for the zombie controller when we had taken him into our "protection."

He had to be out here, somewhere, watching for our next move. But "out here" was a downtown block. He could be hiding in any of the darkened offices overlooking the hotel or on top of those buildings or in the parking garages--anyplace where he could see us if we tried to make a run for it.

If I had to, I might be able to find Hull, but my best bet was still the woman jogging behind me, her sandals catching in the roots and holes of the hotel gardens.

"The abandoned building where we found the fingers is about three kilo--two miles over," I s

aid. "We'll slip down the block behind the hotel and get a taxi."

"Elena. I..."

I turned. "You don't want to do this? Twenty minutes ago, you were begging Jeremy to let you have a go at it. So it's one thing to fly to the rescue and win Jeremy's gratitude, but going behind his back and doing it is out of the question? Sure, it might save my life, my babies' lives, Clay's life...but if that's not what matters, then it's hardly worth the bother, is it?"

Her eyes flashed. "This isn't about impressing Jeremy."

"No? Then--"

"Prove it?" A small laugh. "Nice trap, Elena, but I'm not falling for it. Yes, I offered to do this same thing with Jeremy. Or with Antonio. Or with Nick. But not with an eight-months pregnant--"

"Five months."

Her eyes met mine. "According to Jeremy, you're the equivalent of at least eight months along, so don't split hairs. You are in no condition to fight a sorcerer and his zombies, and when it comes to fighting, I'm useless. If I let you do this, then I'm just what you accused me of being--a desperately infatuated, self-centered twit who'll put your life at risk for the faint hope of impressing a man."

"No, Jaime, I'm the one who's desperate here. Yes, I'm running on instinct and adrenaline, but it'll take me where I want to go. You have a cell phone, right?"

"Sure, but--"

"If, at any point, you decide I'm in over my head, all you have to do is use it. Hell, once you've delivered that zombie, you can use it to call a cab. No one even has to know you were involved."

"I wouldn't do that."

"But you have the option. You have other options too. You can go back upstairs and pretend you never spoke to me. Or you can tell Jeremy what I'm doing, which might earn you some brownie points...until Clay loses his arm and my babies are put up for sale on the black market and Jeremy realizes he's made a horrible mistake. Or, you can slip back up there, grab your bag and come with me."

"I don't need to."

"No, you're right, you don't need to come with me--"

"No." She hoisted her purse. "I mean I don't need to go back upstairs. I didn't think you were asking me to take a moonlight walk."

"Good. Let's go then."