we
’
ll know if a connection is made
.”
Lance frowned. “I see.” He picked up his pen and began to twirl it between his fingers.
“I was told you were at the lab the night before. You were with someone
.”
Here it comes
. “That’s right. A member of my team.”
“What were you doing at the lab, Blaisdale? You weren’t due back for another week.”
“I left some important documents at one of the lower level offices. I needed to work on them right away, which is why you find me here. I’m working on them as we speak.”
“And your man?”
“He arrived that evening from an overseas assignment I had sent him on. I asked him to meet with me, so we could go over his next mission.”
“Why was he at the lab, Blaisdale? We specifically told you no one is to know about the aliens.”
“I haven’t spoken to anyone about our dealings with these aliens.”
“But he knows about them, doesn’t he?”
“Only because
your
men bungled up and the woman escaped, running into
my
man.”
“I was told he defended the cat.”
“Of course. She’s a woman, and those damn guards were using extreme force on her,” Lance told him, undaunted by the anger in his commanding officer’s voice.
“You know damn well why we have to use extreme measures with those monsters! You’ve seen what they’re capable of doing. You saw her kill four of our men! She left a trail of bodies along the hallways!”
“
In
self-defense.”
“Self-de—”
“My man saw a woman in need of help, and he responded. He killed no one.” By interrupting Anderson, Lance was certain he could confuse Anderson and make him misunderstand and believe he was referring to Rick’s use of force and not the alien’s.
“What did you tell him afterward, Blaisdale? I’m sure he had a lot of questions concerning her.”
“Actually, he didn’t. He knows better than to question his superior officer. And besides, I told him to forget everything, or there would be serious repercussions.”
“And did he?”
Anderson’s doubtfulness was obvious.
Lance was sure the guards had spoken about Rick’s behavior toward him. No one but those on the Shadow Team understood their unique relationship. Lance was not about to explain it to outsiders. He preferred to let them find out the hard way.
Lance’s sharp ears overheard a male voice calling for Anderson. “I know what you’re insinuating.” He kept Anderson from responding to the newcomer. “And I have to say, I don’t like it.” He sighed. “But don’t take my word for it. My friend is right here with me, if you wish to drill him yourself.”
Lance’s heart raced a mile a minute. He was taking a risky chance, but he had no other choice. The only route open to him now was to bet on his reputation as a loyal team player.
“Just a minute,”
said Anderson to the other male.
“No. There’s no need, Blaisdale. However, there is one thing
:
Can he be trusted?”
“Trusted to do his job and what he’s good at? Definitely. Why don’t you just speak to him yourself, Anderson? He’ll be more than happy to answer any of your questions.”
“I said, just a minute, lieutenant,”
Anderson irritably instructed the person who had entered his office.
“There’s no time for that right now. There are things I need to take care of first. Besides, I trust you, Blaisdale. I trust your judgment. You certainly can’t blame me for asking. You can never be too careful.”
Yeah right
. Lance twisted his lips. “I agree. Let me know if a match is made. I’ll see what I can come up with on this end.” His voice was still emotion free.
“Will do. Bye.”
“Bye.” Lance hung up the receiver. Lifting his sights from his desk, he stared into the dimly lit room. “Predator,” he whispered with the hint of a smile. “You are so predictable.”
At first, nothing but total darkness surrounded Leonora. A white glow gradually filled the emptiness. Beyond the light, she heard their voices long
Sean Thomas Fisher, Esmeralda Morin