I wanted. It only took a half hour and then I put him out of his misery.”
He stared at her, hard, as if waiting for some adverse reaction to the fact that he’d killed a Mal . Wasn’t going to happen. They deserved whatever Michael had done to them. Especially if it kept her son safe.
When she nodded and said, “Go on,” his gaze narrowed for a few seconds before he continued.
“He gave me the names of five men. The man who’d discovered you and your sister originally, the three men who kidnapped you and killed your parents, and the man who ran the operation in New York. Frank Bennett.”
She thought for a minute. “He was the bald one, wasn’t he? The one who never—”
“Yeah,” Michael broke in before she could continue. “That’s him.”
With her hand on his chest, she felt his heart begin to thud in an angry rhythm. And he grimaced in pain though he tried to hide it.
Leaning forward, she brushed her lips over his, no pressure, just a fleeting touch before she sat back. It served the purpose. He stilled.
And she burned just a little hotter.
“Go on, Michael.”
After another brief pause, he did. “Bennett’s the last on my list. And I know where to find him.”
“That’s great. But I want to know about the spell, Michael.”
His mouth tightened, as if he weren’t going to answer but then he sighed. “I paid a strega to create a cloaking spell, kind of like a glamour, but one that would make me completely invisible when I invoked it. No one, not even the most sensitive ward, would be able to detect me. It worked perfectly. I was never caught.”
“But you almost died .”
“Because the spell was tied directly to my arus and, through that, to my nervous system. It had to be, to give it enough power to work.”
“You did that, knowing it would drain you and kill you.”
Cara didn’t make it a question and he didn’t bother to answer. The answer was right there in his eyes.
She blinked away her own tears and had to restrain herself from reaching for him only because she knew if she did, she’d hurt him.
“Michael…”
“Cara, I made you a promise. I told you I’d make it safe for you and Aron . And as soon as I can, I will go after Frank Bennett and I will kill him.”
“But the spell was broken when Sal and…when he saved your life. You can’t go after him by yourself. You’re going to need help.”
Michael’s eyes narrowed. “That’s the second time you’ve hesitated like that, Cara. What aren’t you telling me?”
Damn, she had to be careful. Sal had told her not to let Michael know that the Goddess Hinthial had revived him. No one could know she had been there. She still wasn’t sure why the goddess had been with Sal but you didn’t question a deity.
“I’ve told you everything, Michael. But if I had known you were going on a suicide mission, I would have done everything I could to keep you with me.”
Cara was hiding something.
Michael didn’t know what and that was just as confounding as the fact that she’d changed.
The Cara he’d known before hadn’t questioned. True, she’d been on the run for two years and had been traumatized for several years before that. In the past year, she’d raised a child on her own while learning to live by herself for the first time in her life.
Stood to reason she’d have changed. And he couldn’t say he didn’t like the new Cara.
She spoke with a confidence she’d never had before. And she spoke her mind, something he’d tried so hard to get her to do in the two years after her escape. She’d been so damn docile before, it had nearly driven him nuts.
He’d wanted her to get angry, to rail and rage against the men who’d imprisoned her. She never had and he’d never been able to understand that.
She should’ve hated every man she’d been forced to fuck, but she had never mentioned them.
Three years after they’d met, when he’d asked for her exclusively for a week as a reward for a job well