Page 1 of Polestar
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AnalieseOrtega’seyessnappedopen, heart still racing from her nightmare.She blinked, scanning the dark room for what had startled her awake.
Bzht.Bzht.Bzht.
She blew out her breath and reached for her phone as reality replaced the nightmare.
“Carson,” she mumbled, rolling onto her back, rubbing her face with her free hand.She didn’t bother asking if he knew what time it was, because he wouldn’t be calling at a ridiculous hour if it weren’t necessary.
“There’s a chartered plane waiting for you at Santa Ana airport.”
“I hate that airport.”
“It’s close.”
“I’m not ready.”
There was a long silence before Carson answered.“I know.I’m sorry about Antony, but we need you, Ana.”
“Farida can do it.”
“On assignment in New Zealand.”
She struggled to think of another agent from the Global Paranormal Security Agency that could take her place.
Some other objections.
Set by her bedside, her gaze found the only photo of Antony she couldn’t let go of.
Pain twisted her heart.
My fault.
She shoved the sensation away, locking down her emotions.
Carson continued.“The data from our informant is paying off, Ana.We have a lead.”He paused.“You’ve been there from the start.I know you want to see this case through.”
Dammit.I do.
Ana threw off her duvet.Her feet hit the cool floor and propelled her toward the patio doors of her bedroom, overlooking the beach.
The surf rushed in and rolled out.Once more.
“I need to shower and pack.”
“The pilot will wait, but don’t keep him waiting too long.He gets grumpy.”
“Noted.”
“Pack warm.”
“Why?Where am I going?”She spun around, eyes finding her closet door.
“Iceland.”
“Iceland!Carson, you know I hate cold places.”
“Don’t we all.”He sighed.
