Ghostwalker 05 - Deadly Game

and her team seemed to be there protecting the senator from the same threat we were," Ken answered. "She heals far faster than we do. If Lily can add that in for us, it would be helpful. Her leg was in bad shape and she lost a lot of blood. I can't believe how fast she's healing."

    "Actually, Lily noticed that with Flame. She was attacked by an alligator and her arm healed at an amazing rate of speed," Logan replied.
    "Has Flame kicked the cancer?"
    "It seems to be in remission. Lily is hopeful for a full recovery this time. She's asking everyone who is physically enhanced to come in for tests as soon as possible, just to be on the safe side."
    "Whitney deliberately gave her cancer. He didn't like her," Ken said, as his gaze drifted over Mari's face. He knew the moment she regained consciousness. She didn't move, didn't speak, listening to their conversation, but his heightened awareness of her and his enhanced abilities in the dark made him all too aware of her breathing changes, and she was giving off the scent of fear.
    He forced back the need to gather her into his arms and hold her, to reassure and protect her, a reaction he hadn't expected when every other reaction connected with her seemed so violent. He knew he should break contact, but he couldn't, not when she was so afraid. Jack glanced at him and knew immediately she was awake. Ken shook his head slightly, and Jack stared out the tinted window, ignoring everyone.
    "Whitney has a lot to answer for," Ken said grimly.
    "Ryland has been worried Whitney may try to snatch Lily's baby. They've been reinforcing all the security systems so if he makes a try at the house, he'll run into trouble."
    "It would be ridiculous for Whitney to try to take down Miller's GhostWalker team, especially there. That house is a fortress."
    Ken felt a tremor run through Mari, and he slid his hand along her shoulder and down her uninjured arm until he found her hand. His fingers laced with hers. He half expected her to pull away from him, but she curled her fingers around his and held on.
    You drugged me.
    I knew the ride would be painful. I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not, so I won't bother lying about it. His thumb slid over the back of her hand in a small caress. No one is going to hurt you, Mari.
    No thumbscrews? There was a small note of humor that managed to cut through the fear.
    No. Lily is going to run a few tests though, just to make certain Whitney doesn't have any nasty surprises up his sleeve. Ken glanced at Logan, who was rubbing his temples. Logan was a powerful talent, and Ken was fairly certain he was well aware they were communicating telepathically, but he didn't allow his expression or his gaze to give him away. Mari, energy waves like to spread out and keep going through all surfaces, including human beings. We find them disturbing, so people around us often react with headaches.

    When you talk to me, concentrate only on me. Think of a small stream with precise banks.
    Send the energy wave straight down that path, from you to me. You're used to sending to a team, not one person.
    I'll try. Ken? I wanted to tell you something important. I'm a little doped up right now, so I may not be saying it right, but all that stuff about you being like your father, well it just isn't true.
    You can't know that, Mari. You can't trust me. Hell, I don't trust me.
    Brett makes my blood freeze every time he gets into the room with me. The other women feel it too. I don't have that reaction with you.
    Whitney programmed you to have a physical reaction to me; that's all it is, Mari. Don't make anything else out of it.
    Mari kept her eyes closed, not wanting to deal with any of the others. The vehicle was swaying, tires bumping over obstacles occasionally jarring her, but it was still peaceful. She could smell the night, clear and fresh after a recent rain. She had no idea where she was, no way to escape, and she was naked beneath the sheet, feeling entirely too vulnerable, especially now when there were other men close by.
    She knew by the scents that there were two men, the driver and one who was closer to her. He was dangerous. She sensed his alertness, the way he held himself still and quiet.
    They were always the deadliest of the soldiers. Sean was the same. Jack was like that. Ken was like that. Men, coiled and ready, quiet and calm but able to strike so fast no one would ever know what hit them.
    She should have been terrified, but Ken made her feel safe and protected, which