was the best case scenario.
Worst case? The second would stay, and wait, and discover that after she burned one of them up she lost consciousness for a few minutes. She was a sitting duck. If she didn’t get them both, she was dead meat.
No, she had to get both of them at once somehow. She felt like she was trapped between two rabid wolves. “Okay. Come on. Come and get me.” She stood between them with her back to the car. One arm raised in each direction. She wiggled her fingers at them.
“Now why would they do that?”
The voice came from behind her, and Emma spun around to see another Hunter standing at the passenger door to her car. The captain. He looked almost human, and he terrified her more than the other two combined. He wasn’t a dim-witted monster. He was a calm, calculating adversary. And he had her outnumbered three to one.
“Who are you? Why are you following me? What do you want?"”Emma lowered her arms to her sides and focused on the leader.
“My master would like to meet you.”
“Thank you, but I think I'll pass.”
“I’m afraid that’s not an option, Timewalker. He sent seven Hunters to retrieve you, and not one of them returned. Why is that?”
Emma put her hands on her hips and tilted her head to look at him. He might’ve been handsome once. “I don’t know. Maybe they got lost.”
“You’re coming with me, whether you want to or not.” He raised his right arm over the hood of her car. He held an oddly shaped gun in his hand. She didn’t fully comprehend the situation until the first tranquilizer dart hit her just above her left breast.
Another dart hit her in the ass and she looked right to see an identical firearm in that monster’s grip. She flipped the rest of the way around and slid, with her back against the door of her car, to sit on the pavement.
Guns. Shit. With supernatural powers, portals, and the ability to kill with a touch, she had never thought the Triscani would resort to a human weapon. And tranquilizing her like a wild bear? Brilliant. She’d been reckless. Now they had her. She just hoped her mistake wouldn’t end up getting her killed.
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Ajax finished his whiskey and looked around at the innocent, frolicking fools. Why the hunters were here, he had no idea. But they watched the building now, waiting like spiders for a fly. And for once, they weren’t interested in him.
The human female, who studied him from across the bar, temporarily caught his attention. She did not look at him with desire or awe as most human females did, but calculation and fear. She knew what he was. Her brown hair and brown eyes were unremarkable, but her face was beautiful. Unable to tear his gaze away, he watched her raise a shot glass to her lips and tease the human male who served her.
The little female had the human wrapped around her finger in a matter of minutes and had agreed to go home with him. She offered her body to a stranger and he found himself wondering if she would be willing to offer it to him.
The moment the bartender’s back was turned, she poured the second drink out without touching it and the flirtatious expression left her face. Smile gone, she looked scared and turned to scan the bar crowd, the entry, and the windows before turning back to the bar. She raised her gaze to his and he felt trapped. He couldn't look away.
Instead, his mind asked questions. Why was she afraid? Why was she wasting her time manipulating the human male serving her drinks? How had she learned to recognize his kind? Did she intend to lie naked with the bartender? Or was she playing a game to which he’d simply never learned the rule?
Her flirtation annoyed him, but he called himself a fool and tried to dismiss her from his mind. He did not have time for humans, female or otherwise. He had Triscani to kill.
The Hunters were here. They followed him everywhere. They were relentless and probably believed that their master had sent them to track him and return