Ghostwalker 07 - Murder Game

they both left at different murder scenes on the East Coast?"

    He nodded. "A frog, a stallion, a snake, and what appears to be the blade of a knife."

    Her head went up alertly. "All out of ivory. Even the blade?"

    "Yes." He could see her mind was working double time.

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    repeated, more to herself than to him. "What were the pieces left on the West Coast?"

    "A hawk, a scorpion, an anatomically correct and very well-endowed bull, and a perfect replica of a long-handled scythe."

    "So already there's a pattern. We have two studs and two weapons. Let's for argument's sake say these are nicknames. Don't most military e m n in Special Forces get bizarre
    nicknames?"

    His mouth tightened. She was burying his friends with her quick deductions.

    She flicked him a gaze under the fringe of long lashes. "I'm going the military route because you're going in that direction. We have a stud on both teams. We can assume the weapon is the team leader. The two left are probably followers. So who is really running the game?"

    "I don't understand."

    She shrugged. "Someone is running the game. You have another player. Or referee.
    These men are highly competitive. They're thrill seekers. They want action. I need to see the rest of the game pieces and I need to hear about the other murders." She took a breath and let it out. "I'm going with you."

    Kadan shook his head, his gut tightening. There it was. Complete capitulation. She was hooked. She would come with him voluntarily. "No." His voice was firm. "No way. I told you I'm going to tell them you can't do this anymore."

    She waved her hand in the air. "I appreciate it, and I don't want to do it all over again, but I'm not going to be able to let this go. This killer, the 'stallion,' he's going to kill again.
    If not with his team, on his own. He may already be doing so. In fact, I'd bet that he is.
    He'll start with prostitutes, women who are very vulnerable. He needs the power an d
    control. He's got to be stopped, Kadan, and if none of your friends can do what I do. o h w
    are you going to track him? The killings are too random."

    Kadan closed his eyes and looked away from her. "Damn it. Just damn it." Because he should walk away, leave her in peace, but he wasn't going to. And not because he needed to save the lives of his friends. Not because he needed to save lives of innocent peop e l .
    He was going to put her through hell because he was a selfish bastard and he wasn't willing to give her up. He didn't like knowing that about himself, but there it was.

CHAPTER SIX

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    They began fighting the moment they entered the house where Kadan had set up headquarters. Tansy was going to call her parents whether Kadan liked it or not. And he didn't like it. She tossed her head, her eyes flashing defiance.

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    " ou can bark out orders all you like, big man, but I'm not under your command. I'm not exactly an amateur at this business, and I don't fall under the category of your unde l r ing,
    so get over that notion as well. Just who do you think you are, anyway?"

    Kadan stepped close to her, purposely invading her personal space, inhaling her cinnamon scent, challenging her idea of what equality was. "I'm the only man who is ever going to lie with you at night and hold you close and keep you safe. I'm the only man who is going to make love to you anywhere, anytime, any way we both need or want it.
    More importantly, Tansy, I'm the man who is going to kill anyone who threatens you. So you can damn well listen to me."

    She blinked at him, opened her mouth and closed it again, looking confused and entirely too seductive and bewildered for him to resist. Kadan leaned his head down and took possession of that soft, trembling mouth. Kissing her felt so damned good. He wanted to get lost in her, to just have the world disappear so he could spend his life skin t
    - o-skin,
    kissing her.

    "You know how to take the wind out of a woman's sails," she said accusingly, when she could talk again. "What am I supposed to say to that?"

    "Nothing. Just kiss me again."

    Tansy turned her mouth up to his. This time he pulled her close, his hand at the nape of her