Page 79 of Sypher

“It’s a fucking white room, Danny!” I shouted. “I dare you to find a fucking snowflake in here. It’s damn near impossible.”

“Whatever,” Lena moaned. “We need to hurry. You sure this is the facility because I am not going home empty-handed?”

“Yeah.” Danny stretched his arms over his head. “Saw fucking Reed Scott when they brought me in here, and if my math is right, we’ve been here too fucking long. Which is more than enough time for the cavalry to figure out how to break into this fucking place and secure them both.”

“While I got love for the both of you, they better fucking hurry,” Lena snarked. “Because I know Dylan. The longer I’m here, the more agitated he will become. And none of us wants to see what happens when Dylan finally loses his shit.”

She was right about that. I had heard horror stories of what Dylan Franks or the man known as Bullseye was capable of doing. The man didn’t get the name Bullseye for nothing. That was for damn sure.

Wiping my hands down my jeans, I took my seat next to Danny just as two armed guards stormed in, taking up residence in the corners of the room.

“What’s the matter, shit for brains, no patience?” Danny sneered.

One of the guards stepped forward. “How did you do it?”

“Do what?” Lena smiled sweetly, batting her eyelashes like some helpless woman in distress. I would have laughed if the situation wasn’t so serious. “I wouldn’t hurt a fly.”

“Just tell us, bitch,” the guard sneered when she chuckled.

When the guard standing in the far corner growled and stepped forward, Lena rolled her eyes and groaned. “What’s the matter, fucknuts? You look constipated. You better not stink up this room.”

The door opened and the man we’d been waiting for walked in. The second Danny laid eyes on him, I saw the small quirk of his lips. He blinked several times as he took a seat across from us, placing three files before him.

Sitting back in my seat, I whispered, “Let the games begin.”

Listening while Reed Scott droned on and on, thinking he had the upper hand. All I kept thinking about was my daughter. She was in this facility somewhere, and I prayed that Ace and Harbor Security were able to secure her without scaring her too much. She was only a small girl, barely two, and I knew seeing some stranger could frighten her. I didn’t want that. Bad enough she was going to go home with two men she’d never met before. No matter what I did, I couldn’t forget the pain of what I put her mother through. She was so young and should have been at school hanging out with friends, laughing with her family, anything but being a forced captive at the Trick Pony. To make matters worse, my daughter would never know what her mother endured for her, how she suffered, giving up her life to bring her into the world. But I wouldn’t forget.

I would never forget.

Lena’s laughter brought my attention back to the present when I heard her say, “No you don’t because, Agent Reed Scott, you are a liar. You are not even the assistant director to diddly squat. You are, however, the son of Devlin Scott. Or is he your grandfather? Offsprings of incest are so confusing.”

“Seriously, dude, your family tree doesn’t fork. It just goes straight up.” I snickered.

“Unlock this fucking building,” Reed Scott seethed, his face turning a bat-crap-crazy shade of red. “You have five seconds or I’m going to order these men to kill you.”

All three guards in the room smiled, aiming their weapons at us.

“Like I said before, we can’t leave yet.” Lena smirked.

“Why not?”

“Because I haven’t finished my nails,” she retorted, blowing on her unpolished nails.

“Uh, Reed?” one of the guards said, capturing his attention.

“Yeah?”

“We got company.”

“Who?”

“I don’t know, but the sensors are going off like crazy.”

Smirking, I heard Danny whisper, “Three… two… one…” just as the door burst open with a loud bang. Diving under the table, Danny reached for my hand when someone landed on the table above us.

“Well, that was fun,” someone said, and Lena gasped.

“Reaper would like a word with you, asshole,” I heard Matthew Law snarl as Ace shouted, “DANNY!”

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