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helmets tucked under their arms. Thomas nodded.
    Kenna hadn’t moved from where she was standing, so finding herself back in his arms should not have been a surprise. Thick arms pulled her into his body and his mouth landed firmly on hers.
    Those persuasive, mobile lips gave her no options as they moved over her surprised gasp. He was in her, invading with a sensual thrust, sweeping her into his world as if she belonged there. Kenna clutched his shoulders because she felt as if she were falling, but she wasn’t. The hard male holding her would not allow it.
    Lore drank her taste. Christ, he was not done with the discussion or anything else. He certainly wasn’t done with her.
    * * * * *
     
    Deep in the night on the other side of the planet, a tall figure of a man relaxed in a shadowed doorway, watching the perpetual motion of a soulless downtown street.
    His dark form brought frowning glances and a shiver from cynical eyes normally comfortable in these hours when a city’s business turned to sin.
    There was no discernable movement and yet the figure of a man froze into primordial stillness. The sound he made could not be registered by human ears, but the ally dogs erupted in frenzied barking. Abruptly the place he had occupied became the chilling absence of life. Normal space folded back into the doorway. He was gone.

Chapter Two
     
    There hadn’t been time to deal with personal issues when faced with disaster. Being physically involved with handling the situation was anything but relaxing for him, yet he would rather be the guy taking care of things than the one waiting to see if it worked. Waiting was a hell of a lot harder.
    Reaching the location took very little time, it was a fucking small community, barely more than the medieval baronet it had always been. The word “tunnels” had narrowed possible locations. Add to that a site that would be crowded during the festival and it had to be under the cathedral in the ancient burial chambers. A quick sweep and they’d located the device. It wasn’t even hidden, just left in a corridor directly under the cathedral nave.
    Now was when the sweating started. Ignoring everything but the lump of deadly intentions in front of him, Lore finally removed the casing from the timing device. There had been a few safeguards, nothing he hadn’t seen before.
    Strangely easy to deactivate kicked up his shit-storm radar. Carefully moving to the other side of the device, he hunkered down to peek under the simple timing pieces. Yeah, there was more.
    Lore went to verbal communication. There had to be a recording in as many mediums as possible. The radio was on Yuri.
    “It’s not a nuke. It looks like one, smells like one, but it’s mostly radioactive junk. Under that is something else. The casing was a disguise,” Lore continued. “Removing left side panel.”
    A few seconds later he had his answer. One he was not going to broadcast on any wavelength . “ I’ve disabled the delivery system. We’re coming out,” he informed them.
    “Lore, I feel your concern. It’s higher now than when you went in,” Kenna said softly in his mind. There was a deadly calm about him, but he was rushing out of the tunnels. Something was very wrong.
    “There are few things worse than a nuclear bomb. This might be one of them,” he answered shortly.
    “Don’t leave that room,” Lore commanded her. Then concern softened his tone. “You’re dead on your feet. You haven’t slept since the night before last. Sit down, Kenna. That’s what I need from you.”
    Kenna was standing by one of the couches. She sank onto it as his words reminded her how tired she was. There was nothing more she could do. Logically she grasped that, but it didn’t take away her connection to Lore. His battle state of mind wouldn’t let her relax.
    It seemed as if it took forever for the door to swing open, Lore and Thomas entered, helmets and vests removed. Yuri was by the door.
    “What is it?” Yuri questioned