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Enemy Games
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Author: Marcella Burnard
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to the Sen Ekir ,” she said, “which you have no intention of doing, have you?”
    The muscles in Damen’s jaw bunched.
    V’kyrri leaned across the cockpit, reached under the communications panel next to her, pulled out a seat and unfolded it.
    Laser fire exploded in front of them, rattling the ship. The flare overwhelmed the view screen filters.
    “Strap in!” Damen ordered.
    Data coalesced in a flash. A mercenary her father liked to hire showed up at the exact time and place as two Claugh nib Dovvyth officers who, she had to assume, had intended all along to steal her from her ship. Damen asked whether she could be treated anywhere other than the Sen Ekir . The Erillian Aggressor had fired on them without doing damage when Jayleia knew damned well that ship had the firepower and the skill to vaporize them. They were being shot at. Not shot. Shot at.
    Jayleia gaped at him. “You’re kidnapping me?” Squinting against the glare, she stumbled into the seat. “What is it with you people and the women aboard the Sen Ekir ? Hijacking us a year ago and kidnapping my best friend wasn’t enough for you?”
    “I’m not”—he stopped short, white lines showing around his full lips.
    It made no sense. Why would the Claugh nib Dovvyth kidnap a xenobiologist? Especially one whose best friend, Ari Idylle, had already defected to that side of the zone? It wasn’t as if they didn’t have thousands of biologists of their own. Unless it was a political or tactical move. Again, why? What possible advantage could having her in custody . . . she stopped short. It wasn’t about her. She represented no specific value, not even from a scientific standpoint. But her dad . . .
    “My father,” she breathed.
    Cold rage settled behind her solar plexus. She glared at Damen. “Tell me.”

CHAPTER 4

    D AMEN, nonplussed by her accurate leap of logic, shook his head. “Your father has been accused of treason. He’s disappeared. We intercepted a message from Gerriny Eudal for you.”
    “My father’s second-in-command? Bring it up,” she said. “I see no harm in everyone watching it again.”
    At her bland tone, Damen awarded her a hard look. Of course he’d memorized every nuance of intonation and expression in the message, had already culled as much information as he could from it. He had a job to do. She didn’t have to like it.
    Damen turned to bring up the message at the communications station aware that Jayleia represented a new information source. He kept a surreptitious eye on her and trusted that V’kyrri would scan her as well.
    The screen flickered to life. A thin-faced man with brown eyes and graying light brown hair appeared on the screen. He sat at a desk and leaned forward into the camera, his posture tense, his hands clasped before him, the knuckles white.
    Jayleia leaned back in her chair, her features tight.
    V’kyrri shifted, drawing Damen’s eye. The telepath grimaced and mentally murmured, She hates him. Can you feel it?
    I smell it, Damen answered.
    Look at her. Barely a hint of what she feels. Without your enhanced senses or my telepathy, you’d never know, V’kyrri marveled.
    Damen returned his attention to her. Control? Or conditioning?
    “Jayleia,” the man on the screen said, his tone grave. “By now someone will have told you that some unfortunate accusations have been made against your dad. He’s missing.”
    The man pressed his lips thin, shook his head, then looked into the camera.
    The acrid bite of an emotion Damen couldn’t easily identify overpowered Jayleia’s scent. Hatred? Rage? Not being able to connect a feeling state with the complicated odor unsettled him.
    “I’m concerned,” Gerriny Eudal said, “for your father and for you. I’ve done some damage control. As a result, you’re considered a victim of your father’s deceit rather than a coconspirator. I have our people pulling and preserving every file on your dad they can find. One of our most trusted computer techs
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