bastard.”
Reed took the gun, checked it, and followed Marcus.
“I’m coming too.” Natalya hurried out after the men.
“No.” Reed frowned. “I’ll drop you at your room. You lock yourself in until this is over.”
Her last little hope of Reed ever seeing her as a strong, confident, attractive woman faded. And damn, it hurt. “I’m coming.” She had to help find this hybrid. She wouldn’t let anyone else be violated or hurt by these aliens.
She saw his jaw work as he ground his teeth together.
Screams and yells echoed from farther down the tunnel.
Marcus’ face turned scary. “No time to argue. Let’s go.” He took off at a jog.
Reed shot her a fierce look, then followed his boss. Setting her shoulders back, she followed.
Chapter Four
Reed tried to tamp down his frustration and focus on the hunt.
Marcus was yelling into his communicator, organizing teams to run a search of the base. Reed listened in, all the while keeping one eye on Natalya. Damn, he wished she’d go back to her quarters and stay safe.
She refused to meet his gaze, and he cursed a few more times in his head. She didn’t seem to realize keeping her safe was more than a priority for him, it was a driving need he had to follow. It wasn’t that he thought she was broken or incompetent.
“Dammit, find the damn hybrid and quit wasting time.” Marcus slammed his communicator shut. “Come on. We’ll search the lower storage areas.”
Where the hell would this thing go? What was it after? Reed pondered the questions as they jogged down a spiral ramp to the lower levels. This was going to seriously rattle morale. A part-alien loose in the one place people felt safe. They’d barely gotten over the fact that the aliens were turning humans, and that one had already got into the base before.
They entered another tunnel. One branch speared right, heading to the comp lab and the research areas. The other tunnel went left to more rooms that were used for storage. They were packed with scavenged goods—medicines, tinned foods, artifacts, clothing and electronics.
Marcus nodded left. “This way.”
As Hell Squad’s leader jogged ahead, Reed started to follow. Then he realized Natalya wasn’t with them.
She was staring down the tunnel to the right. A strange expression was on her face and she was rubbing her chest.
“Natalya?”
She didn’t respond.
“Natalya? We have to keep up with Marcus.”
She ignored him and started down the right-hand tunnel.
Dammit . Reed wouldn’t leave her. He hurried behind her. Had she heard something? He strained to listen for any sound, but the tunnel was silent.
He grabbed her arm and spun her around. “Hey. Talk to me. What’s going on?”
She shook her head, her face a little confused. “I’m not sure.” She rubbed between her breasts vigorously. “I just…we need to go this way.”
She hurried off again. When she reached the comp lab, she went to press her palm to the lock, then gasped.
The lock had been ripped off the wall and dangled uselessly by a few wires. “Shit.” Reed lifted the laser pistol. “Let me go first.”
When she started to argue, he shouldered in front of her.
“This isn’t about you. I’m trained, this is what I do.”
She stared at him for a second, before she nodded.
Reed pushed open the door to the lab.
Shit was everywhere. Bits of wire and electronics had been scattered from one end of the large room to the other. Hanging off comp screens and the backs of chairs.
And standing in the center of the mess was the hybrid.
He lifted his head and hissed at them.
In one hand, he clutched the glowing energy cube and in the other, the older, non-functioning cube.
“No!” Natalya pushed forward. “We can’t let him take them.”
The hybrid’s demonic red eyes leveled on Natalya. He spat something in the guttural raptor language.
Reed shot at the creature.
The hybrid leapt, jumping high and crashing down onto a neighboring desk. A comp