Shadow Bound (Unbound) (28 page)

Cam didn’t even consider it. “Sorry, man. Turn around.” He handed the strip of plastic to Olivia, who holstered her gun to accept it.

The moment her gun disappeared beneath her jacket, Ian leaned to the left and kicked her square in the chest. She flew backward, and I lost an instant to surprise, then I lurched into motion.

Cam aimed at me, but Ian stepped between us, and wouldn’t move when I tried to shove him out of the way. “He can’t shoot me, which means he can’t shoot you
through
me,” he insisted, and I’ll admit it—I was impressed. He was both smart and evidently fearless. No matter what Jake paid for him, he’d be getting a bargain.

Olivia tried to get up, but I planted one foot on her chest, then squatted and snatched her nine millimeter from its holster while Ian danced the combat waltz with Cam, trying to stay between me and his gun. Then I stood and backed away from Olivia to aim at Cam.

My possession of a gun evened the odds. Their unwillingness to shoot Ian tipped the scales in our favor. Barely.

“How about we call it a draw, and retreat to neutral corners?” Ian suggested as we backed slowly away from them, while Olivia stood, fuming. “That way, everyone lives to die another day.”

“Sorry, can’t do it,” Cam said.

“I
will
shoot you,” I warned him, aiming at his thigh for emphasis.

Cam’s aim rose. “Likewise.”

“Okay, there has to be a way around this,” Ian said, backing slowly, carefully toward a gathering of trees that would block us from the hot dog stand. No one had noticed us yet, but that wouldn’t last. “You don’t want to shoot each other.”

Cam barked a bitter laugh and raised one brow at me. “Does he believe in Santa, too?”

“Kori,
please,
” Olivia said, and I could hear the stress in her voice. She loved us both and we were going to kill each other, if something didn’t change soon. We had no choice.

“Don’t say it, Liv,” I warned when I realized just how bad this was about to get. If she asked me for help, I’d have to respond in kind, and the conflicting compulsions and resulting pain would complicate things beyond recovery.

“Okay, let’s take this over there, out of sight of the general public.” Ian tossed his head toward the small grove of trees.

Cam glanced at Olivia without altering his aim, then he nodded. “Run, and I’ll shoot her.” He was talking to Ian, but still aiming at me.

“No one’s running.” I backed slowly toward the trees with Ian, and Cam and Olivia followed. As we walked, I talked, my brain racing, desperate for a way out. “What are your orders, exactly? Maybe there’s a loophole. A way we can all walk away from this.”

“There is—so long as at least three of us are walking east,” Cam insisted. “That’s the only way we’re all going to live through this.”

Eighteen

Ian

S
ome measure of tension inside me eased as my left foot settled into the first patch of shaded grass, where I’d been subtly leading us since that first step off the sidewalk. I could feel the shadow against my skin, cool, like the first foot dipped into a swimming pool. Another step and I could feel it in my bones. Shadows always called to me, but that call was never stronger than when I actually needed the dark.

Unfortunately, the mottled shade cast by the trees was shallow and sparse. But it would have to be enough.

“Okay, then, why don’t we all go?” I said, stepping farther into the shade with Kori at my side, still aiming her appropriated gun at Cam’s leg. “We’ll go see Cavazos together and discuss this like civilized adults. No weapons. No restraints.”

“No,” Kori said, and I bit my tongue to keep from groaning. I wasn’t actually going to
go
with them. I was just trying to back us into deeper shadows to make for an easier escape. Then I realized I could let her argumentative tendencies serve as a distraction from what I was doing.

“Why not?” I glanced at her, careful not to let effort show on my face as I pulled the shadows toward us, letting them gather at our feet. If anyone had been looking at the ground, they would have seen the shade actually roll across the earth toward us from its natural placement, leaving spots of light where none should have fallen through tree branches and leaves.

But they didn’t notice. They were watching and listening to Kori because she was armed with a weapon they could actually see.

“If you put one foot on Cavazos’s property, you won’t step back out unless you bear his mark,” Kori said. “And I sure as hell can’t take you there myself. Jake would kill me.”

But it was her first statement that echoed in my head, momentarily distracting me from the stealthy gathering of shadows. “Cavazos would kill me if I don’t sign?” I glanced at Cam and Olivia, trying to glean the truth from their reactions. But they didn’t bother lying.

“Without even blinking,” Olivia said. “He can’t let you sign with someone else.”

Cam nodded. “And Tower will do the same.”

I glanced at Kori for confirmation, but she wouldn’t look at me. Which had to mean that he was right.

I’d known Tower would go to any length to sign me—hell, Kori had warned me from the beginning that if I couldn’t be recruited, I’d be hunted—and deep down, I’d probably known all along what would happen if the prey couldn’t be caged. But I hadn’t given serious thought to preserving my own life, because I was busy trying to save Steven’s. And because I’d planned to disappear once I’d done that anyway.

But this revelation presented a new problem. If Tower would kill me to keep anyone else from signing me, he’d do the same to Steven, who would resume using my name once I’d disappeared.

And I wasn’t going to disappear without Kori. I would not leave her alone in the syndicate. Not like Cam did.

“Isn’t that a little extreme?” I said, faking ignorance to distract from the shadows I was gathering faster now.

Cam’s aim never wavered, though his arms had to be getting tired. “It’s common sense.”

Olivia elaborated. “Mr. Holt, the strength of your Skill is unheard of, and it may never be matched. I don’t know how you escaped notice as long as you did, but the display you made of yourself at that hockey game was idiotic, at best. The whole world knows what you can do now, and that’s not ever going to go away.”

“What does that mean?” The shadows were as thick as I could make them, but I let them simmer at our ankles for another minute, fascinated to hear Olivia saying the same things my mother had warned me and Steven about from the time we were old enough to listen.

“That means that even if you sign with Tower tomorrow, you’re not going to be able to just walk away at the end of your commitment,” Olivia continued. “He’ll use everyone you love—hell, everyone you even
know
—to manipulate or just plain force you to stay. If you don’t believe me, ask Kori why her sister’s still with Tower.”

But I didn’t need to. As long as Kenley still had a brother, grandmother, or anyone else she cared about, Tower would have a way to control her.

“It’d be the same with Cavazos,” Kori said as I pulled the building shadows up to our shins. I couldn’t go much farther than that without them being noticed. “That’s how he got the two of you.”

Olivia nodded. “And neither of us are anywhere near as powerful as you are,” she added, looking straight at me. “You’re going to wind up serving someone. Your only real choice is who that will be.”

“Maybe,” I said, and the shadows built higher, churning faster as my pulse began to race. I wrapped one arm around Kori’s waist, sliding my hand beneath her shirt to make necessary skin contact without compromising her aim. “But last I checked, that was still my choice. Give my best to Cavazos.” Then I pulled the shadows up around us like a cocoon, as fast as I could. Faster than I’d ever done it before.

“Hey!” Olivia shouted, as we disappeared behind the shield of darkness I’d built in broad daylight. But there was no gunfire. Cam couldn’t risk hitting me.

Kori laughed out loud, a giddy release of tension and a celebration of the darkness that was a part of both of us. Then she tugged me forward. A single step later, everything changed.

We were inside—I could tell from the silence, and the absent scents of grass and trees. Those were replaced almost instantly with other familiar scents.

Dust. Wood. Wine.

I let the darkness around us melt into the ambient shadows, revealing a dimly lit wine cellar. A
huge
wine cellar. This wasn’t someone’s private collection. This was the real thing.

“Where are we?” I said, and I only realized my hand was still on her stomach when she turned to scold me with one finger pressed against her lips.

“Shh.”

I let her go reluctantly, missing her warmth the minute it was gone. “I take it we’re not supposed to be here?” I whispered.

“Not without an appointment and a traditional front-door entry. This is a local winery—the closest place I could think of that would be dark during the day. They have a vineyard outside the city, but this was closer and safer to travel into, since I’ve actually been here with Jake several times. They make his favorite wine.”

“Wow.” I pulled a bottle from the nearest rack and glanced at the label. I’d never heard of the brand, but that wasn’t surprising, since it was local. “Are they any good?”

Kori shrugged. “You’re asking the wrong person.”

“You just haven’t found your favorite yet. Or you’re drinking it at the wrong temperature. Either of which can be remedied.” I slid the pinot noir back into its slot and went in search of a good starter wine.

“Hold it down,” she repeated, following me through the cellar, which was obviously used as more than storage. When I turned the corner around the next floor-to-ceiling rack, I found tables and chairs set up for a wine tasting, though nothing was set out at the moment.

“Can you point me to the whites? Maybe a pinot grigio…” I mumbled, rounding the nearest table toward another set of racks on the other side.

“No, I can’t.” Kori grabbed my arm with the hand not still gripping Olivia’s gun. “Ian, we have to go. I have to tell Jake that Cavazos tried again.”

I stopped and met her gaze, unable to quell the nerves churning in my stomach. “Are you under specific orders to report the very event that only
almost
took place? No one was hurt. No guns were fired. There was no public spectacle.”

She thought about that for the moment and finally slid the safety switch into place on Olivia’s nine millimeter and handed it to me—she couldn’t carry it now that the fight was over. “I guess not. But if he finds out from someone else—”

I tucked the gun into my waistband for lack of a holster. “If he finds out, I’ll take the blame. I’ll tell him I wanted to explore his favorite winery.” If we reported a second poaching attempt, Tower might assign extra security, which would render my plan completely useless. And that was the best-case scenario. “If we go make your report now, what are the chances that he’ll ask me to sign on the spot?”

Kori shrugged. “Pretty good. But what does that matter, if you’re going to sign anyway?” Which I’d told her I’d do. The lies were getting complicated.

“That would be robbing me of my last day of freedom, and I really want this last day, Kori. If I’m going to be stuck either bound to or running from the syndicate for the rest of my life, I’m damn sure going to have one last day of freedom. If you’d known what was coming before you signed, wouldn’t you have wanted the same thing?”

“I still want that,” she said, and the truth of the statement echoed in her words. And suddenly I had to know.

“Was Olivia right? If I refuse to sign, will Tower kill me?” I could hardly see her eyes in the dim light, but I saw enough to know there was something she hadn’t wanted to say in front of Olivia and Cam.

“Yes. And if you were a normal potential recruit, he’d probably put a bullet in your brain. But because you’re special and everyone wants you, if I can’t recruit you I’m under orders to take you to Heartland Pharmaceuticals.”

“You’d turn me into a vegetable?” The choice wasn’t hers. I knew that. But it still hurt to hear her talk about my death.

“Not me. Jake. And no, not a vegetable. The whole world knows about you, Ian, and half the city knows Jake’s trying to recruit you. If you disappear, people will try to track you, and if you’re alive—even as a vegetable—they’ll find you. If I can’t recruit you, Jake won’t be able to use you as a blood cow. So he’ll have you completely drained.”