Ghostwalker 06 - Predatory Game

he moves us around to suit him.”
    Jess quickly placed a call to the security force to put guards on his sister before spreading the photographs of Saber’s childhood across his desk in a surge of shimmering rage. Even the air rippled, the walls breathing as if trying to calm him. “I see his idea of intellectual amusement. Look at the things he did to her.Forced her to kill animals. Tried to make her kill children. Locked her into small dark places folded into a tiny contorted being for hours. Did you see this one, Lily?” He held up a picture of Saber Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
    lying on her stomach. She couldn’t have been more than thirteen. Several men stood around her with what looked to be glowing hot cigarettes. They had repeatedly touched the hot cigarettes to her skin.
    “He didn’t want her to move or cry out,” Lily read from her copy of the file. “No matter what the discomfort—that’s the word he uses in his report—‘no matter the discomfort, the assassin must lie still and wait until that perfect moment to strike.’”
    Jess wanted to pound something, preferably Whitney. “She always wears a T-shirt over her swimsuit.”
    He couldn’t vent his anger the way he wanted to because he was acutely aware of Lily’s tears. She was choking on them, outraged, horrified, and disgusted by the things her father was doing.
    “You understand why I can’t stay in this house, don’t you, Jess?” Lily said. “I can’t take the risk that he could get his hands on my baby.”
    “Of course you and the baby need to be safe, Lily. You’ve done more than your duty by the GhostWalkers and we’re all grateful to you.”
    “We have to find a way to stop him.I thought it was just the girls in the laboratory where I was. But he has them scattered all over.”
    “That would make sense. If one group was found—or destroyed—he’d have more to work with.”
    She rubbed her head as if it ached.“I can’t find them all. I don’t even know how many I’m searching for.” She indicated the file on his desk. “Have you read it?”
    “I haven’t had time yet,” Jess said. “Did he use pheromones on us?”
    Lily sighed. “Yes. I’m sorry. You’ll always be physically attracted to her, Jess, but that doesn’t mean you won’t ever fall in love with someone else.”
    “I’m in love with her.”
    Lily shook her head and leaned forward to stare into the screen. “You’re in love with the image she’s presenting. Look at her childhood, Jess. She’s been regimented, trained, disciplined. She’s an assassin.
    Born and bred for it.”
    “No, she wasn’t born for it, or bred for it,” Jess snapped. “She was taken as a child, essentially kidnapped, held prisoner, and subjected to torture. She learned to be what she is in order to survive, Lily. There’s a difference. And if you don’t know that difference…”
    A male head leaned into the screen. “That’s enough,” Captain Ryland Miller interrupted. “She used a wrong turn of phrase, don’t read anything into it that wasn’t meant.”
    Jess swallowed his anger. Yeah, Lily misspoke, and Jess’s temper was notorious. He had to keep it under control. It was just that the photographs were so heartbreaking. Whitney had documented the journey of a child into an assassin and he’d done it with obvious pride. If ever there was a man who needed killing, Peter Whitney was that man.
    As if reading his mind, Lily spoke again. “You understand he could never have an operation of this magnitude—even with all of his money and the contacts and loyalties he’s built up—if he didn’t have sanction and a lot of help. He isn’t doing all this himself. There are too many projects. He may conceive Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
    the ideas, but others are taking over the experiments and carrying them out.”
    Jess pushed back in his chair, this time using both hands to rake through his hair. He needed to see Saber, to touch her, to know that she was all right. He felt bruised and battered after viewing a small part of her childhood. He had been raised in a loving family, with wonderful parents and a sister who adored him. He couldn’t imagine what Saber’s childhood had been like.
    “What else do you have for me, Lily?”
    “You aren’t going to like it.”
    “I don’t doubt that.” He hadn’t liked anything so far. Yeah, Whitney had help