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IV stand trailed wildly after him.
    A nurses’ aide stepped out of a room, took one look at my sword, screamed blue bloody murder, and ran.
    I bet the 9-1-1 lines were lighting up like a Christmas tree.
    “The base has been locked down. Return immediately, and you won’t be punished,” Voss snapped in my head.
    “Gosh, that’s a really sweet offer, but I’ll have to pass.”
    “You must obey me,” the Battle Commander snarled.
    I retorted, “ No, snookums, I don’t.”
    “You refuse to obey my commands?” There was a touch of surprise in his voice.
    Hadn’t we already had this conversation? “Yes, that’s right. I’m not one of your warriors, and I don’t have to obey you, ’kay?”
    “The tunnel codes have been changed, and the access card you took from the general has been disabled.”
    Well, that sucked. “Thanks for the heads-up, snookums.”
    “Do not call me that ridiculous name again.”
    “Oh, okay, I guess it’s back to asshole, then.”
    “Police! Drop the sword!” a male voice shouted behind me.
    “Gotta go, my ride’s here.”
    “There is no place you can run that I cannot find you.”
    Ignoring him, I slid into the military cop’s mind and took it over. We walked out to his patrol car, and I got into the backseat. “Take me to the Safeway over on Thomas.”
    “Yes, ma’am,” he said and started the engine.
    The Battle Commander stated implacably, “I expect my mate to be obedient.”
    “Whoever that poor woman is, she has my utmost sympathy.”
    “You, Zoey Jones, are my mate.”
    Oh hell no. “I respectfully decline such a great honor. I’m sure there are plenty of women back on your world who would be thrilled at the prospect of mating with you.”
    “Why do you fight me? You cannot win,” the Battle Commander growled, more than a little irritated.
    “News flash, asshole, mind control doesn’t work on me. As much as I enjoy chatting with you, I have an appointment to keep with El Jefe, and I can’t be late.”
    Mom’s laughing face flashed across my mind and was quickly replaced by the horrific memory of her lifeless body lying on a mortuary slab. Grief and anger twisted my heart. God, I missed her so much. Those traitorous bastards had no right to take her from me too.
    “You hunt the men who you think killed your mother,” Voss said thoughtfully.
    An icy cold seeped into my veins when I felt him moving in my mind. Sweet Jesus, when and how had he breached my shields?
    The patrol car came to a stop at the back gate, and a dozen military police officers surrounded us with weapons drawn.
    Good thing I liked a challenge. Drawing heavily on my power, I sent a mental command, “Put your weapons down and go to the gym.”
    As one, they all dropped their weapons and walked away. My driver opened the car door and followed them, leaving me locked in the backseat.
    Well, shit! I swung around and started kicking the window out. Steel-toed boots did come in handy.
    “I have checked Central Command records. Your mother’s death was an accident.”
    The glass crumbled. “No, it wasn’t. She got too close to unmasking the traitors, and they killed her.”
    Voss’s mental voice sharpened. “ Traitors?”
    I definitely had his attention. “Don’t you find it a bit suspicious that our planetary weapon systems keep going down?” I climbed in the driver’s seat and hit the gas.
    “We do.”
    “And who do you think sabotaged the Alliance cruiser?”
    “The same men,” the Battle Commander answered. His tone was that of a roused predator.
    “Bingo.” I bailed out of the patrol car and ran over to my old clunker.
    “Do you have any proof?”
    “I will today.” I got in and started the engine.
    “You have discovered who they are?”
    “Hopefully, if everything goes as I planned, I’ll nab El Jefe, and he’ll lead me to them.”
    “Tell me where this El Jefe is, and I will deal with him,” Voss commanded.
    “That bastard is mine.”
    “It is too dangerous for