Drake Sisters 07 - Hidden Currents

east, and along the horizon orange glowed just below the fog bank. The colors made the horizon appear striped where the sky and the sea met.
    â€œHere with you I feel safe, Jackson, like I can hide from the world for just a little while. I know its not forever. I know I have to face my family, our friends, even my boss, but right now, sitting with you, I can feel safe. Is that so terrible to ask for just a little time before I have to see pity in their eyes?
    Knowledge? Before I have to real y look at what happened to me, the how and why of it?â€
    He brushed the top of her head with a brief kiss. “No, of course not, El e. I don’t mind having you al to myself.†But even as he said it, he knew it wasn’t true.
    He might have wished to have her al to himself before, but now he knew better. El e Drake was part of something huge. Magical. Something cal ed family—something he’d never had and hadn’t thought he wanted.
    El e looked up at Jackson’s face, carved and set, his mouth firm. “You have trust issues.†She’d caught glimpses of his childhood, but his history was buried deep and he didn’t like looking at it. Unlike her. She loved her memories of her sisters. She rubbed her hand over the German Shepherd’s head, and then scratched his ears. “Do you think we can do it? Keep Libby from feeling, from real y knowing what happened to me?â€
    â€œYes. I think we’re strong enough together, El e, but she’l recognize whip cuts and she has to check you internal y for damage.†His hand covered hers, his fingers in the dog’s fur alongside hers. “We need to know if you’re pregnant.â€
    El e stiffened, refusing to look at him, staring out at the colors streaking the horizon over the ocean. The fog bank had darkened and was moving slowly toward them, casting purple stripes through the orange and dul ing the colors. Fingers of white mist reached out over the choppy waves, throwing shadows over the beach below them.
    â€œHe might not know who I am, Jackson, but he’s real and he’s coming after me. I don’t want him to find my sisters.†She swal owed hard, fighting to keep her mouth from trembling. “I think his brother is even more violent—worse than he is—and Stavros didn’t want him alone with me. I think they’re both looking for someone psychic. If his brother finds out I’m gone, he could come looking as wel . My sisters are al psychic and that would put al of them in danger.â€
    â€œStaying away from them isn’t going to save them, you know that. Everyone in the vil age knows there are seven of you. Anyone coming into town and asking questions is going to hear about your family. Joley is a superstar. Hannah was a supermodel. Just because she quit modeling doesn’t mean there aren’t a thousand articles about her. And Kate is a bestsel ing author. Your family is in the public eye.â€
    â€œBut no one knows about our psychic abilities.â€
    â€œThere has been more than one article written about Libby healing people. She was in the tabloids right along with Joley. If they come, El e, they’l find your sisters and I think we need to be prepared for that.â€
    â€œNo one can prepare for him.â€
    â€œI disagree. It’s going to take him a while to find your identity, but he wil . He’l track down Sheena MacKenzie and hopeful y buy your cover story al the way, that in the end, Interpol suspects you of being a very high-class thief. He’l move on that and eventual y figure out Sheena MacKenzie doesn’t real y exist. He has enough money to buy off several people who might know your real identity.â€
    â€œOnly Dane knows. I was on loan and he was the only person who knew me. There are no paper trails and no electronic ones. I never went to his office. No other agent saw me. That was the deal. Dane was the liaison between me and everyone else. We knew if Stavros was involved he had to have the local police and customs officials paid off. Dane worried he would have people in every branch of law enforcement and frankly, I believe he’s right.
    We were careful. Al Sheena’s clothes, everything she owned was brand-new so nothing could be traced back to me.â€
    â€œHe’l find Dane. We need to warn him.â€
    â€œAs soon as Dane knows I’m alive