Ghostwalker 07 - Murder Game

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    She looked so confused that Kadan took her hand and brought it to his mouth. "Fiancée, Mrs. Meadows. I'm the man who is going to marry your daughter."

    Tansy's eyebrow shot up, her gaze still held captive by Kadan's. You sort of forgot to ask me .

    I'm asking you now.

    Her heart jumped. He was covered in blood, looked weary as hell, had a torn shirt and a smashed vest, bruises on his chest, but he stood in front of her, head unbowed, eyes flickering with blue ice, holding his breath. She felt that. The air caught in his lungs.
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    N ed beat at her. Desire pounded at her. His . His emotions that he barely recognized, frozen he thought, volcanic she knew—those emotions were for her.

    Well, okay then . How the hell could she ever resist him? Not with his hands running up and down her arms and that stark look of need in his eyes whether he knew it or not.

    "What the hell is going on here, Tansy?" Don Meadows demanded, breaking the spell.

    Tansy glanced at her father. "I'm introducing you to the man I'm in love with, Dad."

    Don scowled and took an aggressive step forward. The moment he moved, Kadan shifted, his body angled to protect Tansy. As a unit, his team went into position, Nico circling behind Meadows, Tucker and Ian flanking Kadan. Gator sauntered over toward the door, giving himself a clear line of fire to both Sharon and Don. Ryland slipped behind Tansy.

    Don froze instantly. "We don't know the first thing about this man. We've never even h a
    e rd of him before. I hardly think you can be in love with him, Tansy. Tell him it's all a i
    m stake and you'd like him to leave."

    "What you mean is I'm not good enough for her." Kadan goaded him, using his quietest voice, knowing the contrast between his low, mesmerizing tone and Don's harsh manner would be grating on Tansy.

    "Hell no," Don burst out with clearly furious. His face went dark with anger, and he took another step toward his daughter, unable to stop himself, in spite of the threat of Kadan's team. "This is bullshit, Tansy. Who are these men? What do they want? I don't believe you'd take up with this… this mercenary for a moment."

    Tansy gasped in outrage. "I suppose mercenaries are good enough to employ to put their bodies between yours and a bullet, but not good enough to marry your daughter."

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    Keep quiet, Tansy. You're in eno g
    u h trouble."

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    "Don,"Sharon interrupted. "What in the world is wrong with you? This man saved our lives. It's obvious Tansy has known him."

    "Nothing is obvious," Don snapped, his tone dismissive. "You don't have a clue what's going on here, either of you."

    Don Meadows was clearly a man who ruled his world and was used to obedience from those around him. They certainly addressed him in tones of respect, and Kadan was certain no one had ever put a boot on Don's neck. The tread patterns were still there, faint, but discernible.

    Kadan settled gentle fingers around Tansy's arm and drew her completely behind him, shielding her fro her fa
    m
    ther's wrath. "Settle down, Mr. Meadows. I'll admit that I'm nowhere near good enough for Tansy, but fortunately, it doesn't seem to matter to her.
    Right now, before we get into anything personal, we have to clear up a little business."

    Meadows's lip curled with contempt. "Of course. Now the truth comes out. How much?"

    Kadan remained silent, simply raising an eyebrow. When Tansy would have oved, Ian m
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    a d Ryland moved up on either side of her, caging her in without seeming to.

    "To make you go away. How much is it going to cost me?"

    Kadan smiled and there was no humor in the baring of his teeth. He looked what he w s a :
    dangerous, predatory—and mean. "You don't ha a
    ve enough money to m ke me go away,
    r
    M . Meadows. I suggest you sit down and answer a few questions for me."

    "Dad! Why are acting this way? These men risked their lives to get you free. Fredrickson and Watson would have killed Mom and maybe you as well. You owe them your lives and you're embarrassing me."

    "You don't know the type of men you're dealing with, Tansy, but I do." Don made every effort to soften his voice. "Honey, these men are employed by Whitney. They have to be." He snapped his fingers at her, beckoning her to come to him.

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