Page 72 of Alien Rescue

She could see she’d hit a nerve. “Shut up, you bitch.” He lifted the laser pistol and aimed it at her head.

“I’m going to do what Parnell always planned to do. Put you out of your misery.”

“That’s not true, Parnell would never kill me,” she protested, but it was more out of habit. It had been a hard thing to do, but she’d accepted that Parnell had never meant to help her. She looked at Morgan, his hatred and bitterness slowly being replaced by pure evil. She was done with this discussion.

“Yes, it is true. Why do you think you have nanites swimming around in your blood?” He aimed for her forehead.

She felt the touch on her shoulder and stepped back, and Zanr stepped forward. It was comforting seeing his broad back in front of her, obscuring Morgan’s crazy face. She’d felt sorry for him, until she’d realized he was the one who’d killed his fiancée with his greed.

“I don’t know where the fuck you came from, alien, but I will shoot you and then kill her slowly.” He suddenly laughed. “On second thought, I won’t shoot her. Let the nanos kill her a little, day by day.”

“Wrong.” Zanr shot him.

Rose stepped around him and stared down at Morgan. “I feel sorry for him. His own greed caused him to go mad when he lost her.” How much pressure did he put on his fiancée to undergo that trial? Why didn’t he do it himself?

“Your heart is too soft. Do you want to see your blood that is not blood?”

Rose turned and stared at the gate with narrowed eyes. “Can you get us past that gate?”

“Of course, inferior human gates cannot keep out a Zyrgin warrior.”

Rose smiled and rolled her eyes, but her heart wasn’t in it. “What if the police come?”

“I have warriors standing by. The police will not interfere.”

Rose didn’t like the sound of that much, but she wanted to get this confrontation over with. She could debate the rights of aliens in her country later.

Zanr took her arm, and they walked up to the guard house where the guards stood outside in the road, watching them. The gate closed behind them.

The three guards drew their pistols when they realized Zanr was determined to go through the gate. Zanr pushed her back. “Stay behind me.”

Zanr stepped forward and slapped the first guard aside before he could even pull the trigger. He flew back and stayed down. The second guard shot Zanr, and Rose screamed. Zanr spun and jumped in one smooth move and kicked the remaining guards in the head. They both crumpled to the floor.

Zanr turned to her and smiled. Swaggering, he walked up to her and took her arm and led her to the gates.

She glared at the gates. “They locked it after themselves when they came out.” What was her father involved in that his guards would be this careful?”

Zanr did that scary-teeth grin and kicked open the gates. He made it look easy, but Rose knew how strong those gates were. This wasn’t the first time she’d tried to get in to see her family.

Chapter Twenty-One

The guard who’d remained on the inside had been watching, and one of them was talking on a TC, probably reporting Morgan’s murder. Or informing her father she had managed to get through the gates. She swallowed.

“Put down your weapons and I will not kill you,” Zanr grated. He was a warrior now, not the man who’d made love to her last night—the man who was so afraid of the nanos in her body.

“Fuck, you freak,” the guard said and managed to release a shot with his laser pistol, but the laser beam bounced harmlessly off Zanr’s uniform. He stepped up to the guard.

“Zanr, no,” she screamed.

He paused and looked at her. “You wish him to remain alive so that he can shoot us in the back?”

“Don’t act as if that’s a problem for you. You’re bulletproof. And you don’t have to kill him. Just make him unconscious.”

He crossed his arms over his chest while the guard sidled closer to the open gate. “What will you give me if I let him live?” He glared at the shaking guard. “If I only make him unconscious.”

Rose stared at him. “I don’t believe you. This is not the time to bargain for—”

Her eyes narrowed. “I really don’t believe this. You’re bargaining for sex with that poor man’s life.”

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