car that’s fast.”
Jack loo ked at her for a long moment then rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Is that all?” he asked sarcastically. “You sure you don’t have a color specification in mind, too? Jeez, this isn’t a car dealership in case you have not noticed,” he huffed under his breath.
“Do you have anything for me, yes or no?” she pressed him.
“Well, yeah, but just my Mustang.”
“Great, that’s perfect.”
“Whoa, whoa, hold on a second. I wasn’t offering my Mustang,” he said and held both hands up. “You better have a good reason for even asking. I love that car, named it Dawn after my wife,” he said and his voice lowered considerably. “What do you need a car for?”
“I’m going to find Arnold Gathers, the man transporting the virus, and try to kill him before he releases it.”
Jack’s eyes widened briefly. “Well shit, that’s a damn good reason,” he said softly and shook his head. “You should have led off with that.”
“So I can borrow it?” Amber asked hopefully.
“ Yeah, you can borrow Dawn,” he said then quickly added, “But I want her back in the same condition she’s in now, you hear?”
Amber felt her brow gather involuntarily when she replied, “Jack , your car is the least of your problems if I don’t make it back here.”
Jack nodded somberly and held her gaze. “Good point,” he said then reached into his pocket and retrieved a set of keys. He tossed them to Amber and said, “Be careful, all right?”
Amber said nothing. She doubted careful was even a word that would apply to the mission she was embarking on. When she turned from Jack and took a step, she nearly collided with Kyle.
“What’s going on?” Kyle asked her and touched both of her arms lightly. His touch sent a pleasant shiver up her spine, a shiver she would miss if she did not return.
When she did not respond right away, he looked past her to Jack.
“She’s going after the scumbag that’s delivering the virus for Terzini,” Jack answered for her.
“What?” Kyle asked incredulously and his hands gripped her arms. “No! You can’t do that!”
“I can and I will,” Amber said firmly. “Now, please, step aside and let go of me,” s he added and feigned sincerity she did not feel.
“No,” Kyle said determinedly. “I won’t let you go, not alone, at least.”
Amber searched his face for a trace of faltering. When she saw only steadfast resolve, she decided to ask him outright why he wanted her to stay or was willing to risk his life going with her.
“What do you care? I’m one of them, remember ?” she reminded him of a comment he’d made at his house when she’d tried to rescue him. “What do you care if I stay or go?”
His features softened and his hands fell slack at his sides. He glanced be yond her at Jack who stood behind her, undoubtedly waiting as anxiously for Kyle’s response as she was. For Jack, it was entertainment. For her, it was a once-in-a-lifetime moment, an opportunity to hear for the first time that another living creature cared for her. But the longer Kyle hesitated, the more doubt Amber felt and wished she’d never put him on the spot as she had.
“I don’t want anything to happen to y ou because you saved my sisters,” he began and her heart sank like a stone. “You saved my life, too. You got us out of Taft. That means something to me. You mean something to me.”
His voice had been little more than a hoarse whisper when he’d spoken the last part, the part about her meaning something to him. But he had said it. He had feelings for her. And no matter how faint or inconsequential another would have found those feelings, to Amber, they were life-changing, and like-affirming.
“I need to stop another member. I cannot stay. There is someone out there with a virus that is going to kill every person on the planet. I have to stop him.”
Kyle