The Darkness Beyond
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Authors: Alexis Morgan
“I want to leave you with two things
to think about, Reggie.”
He held up one finger. “For your own safety, put whatever you know or think you know about me or the Paladins or the Regents right out of that pretty little head. Destroy the hard copies and never access that site again.”
She glared up at him. “What makes you think I made hard copies?”
He smiled down into those angry, long-lashed eyes. “Because, Reggie, that's what I would've done. Clear out the copy you made on a flash drive, too. Better yet, destroy the damn thing. Don't keep anything that can be used against you.”
For the first time she looked worried. “Seriously, D.J., you're not trying to tell me all that crap was real?”
He wished he could, but that wasn't happening. “No, I'm trying to tell you to keep that cute nose out of my business for your own good.”
She wasn't buying it, not for an instant, which was why he'd be sticking around for a while despite what he'd told her about leaving him alone. Maybe he could figure out some way to convince her. Meanwhile, he'd keep an eye on her until he knew for sure whether anyone was coming after her.
“Okay, so that was one thing. What's the other one?”
He shouldn't do it. He really, really shouldn't. But then he'd never had much luck with impulse control.
“Think about this, Reggie.”
And he kissed her.
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A
ball of wadded-up paper flew past Reggie's head to hit a bank shot into the trash can. She ignored both it and the argument that had been going on for the past ten minutes.
“I'm telling you, no matter what Big Ed thinks, it's our very own Regina Morrison who is going to bring down the Knightwalker!”
Cody, her cubicle partner, was a college student who worked part-time for the firm, his hours arranged around his class schedule. The kid had more energy than any other three coworkers combined, and she liked his enthusiasm. Well, at least when he wasn't trying to make a killing in the office pool by betting on her skills in tracking down hackers.
He threw another “ball” toward the garbage. This time it missed and landed on her desk. She picked it up and tossed it back over her shoulder, her aim spot-on after months of practice.
“Thanks, Reggie.”
Cody snagged the paper out of the air without missing a beat. “Seriously, I'm betting Reggie nails the target to the wall by Friday, next week at the latest. The Knightwalker's ass will be toast,” he continued.
“Drop it, Cody,” she told him.
He paid about as much attention this time as he had to her past dozen attempts to stop him. As he wadded up another piece of paper, he went right on talking her up.
“You know her skills are smokin' hot. If we pool our resources, we can make a killing.”
The sound of heavy footsteps put a sudden end to the conversation. Reggie immediately cleared her screen and brought up another case just as a shadow fell across her desk and a meaty hand landed on her shoulder. She gritted her teeth and set her keyboard back on the desk so she could move quickly if need be. Ignoring her unwanted company, she kept right on typing.
“Hey there, Cyberqueen. Your little buddy Cody here might be backing your play in this particular game, but don't let it go to your head. You and I both know that I'm the big dog around here when it comes to catching a hacker like the Knightwalker.”
“Get your hand off me, Ed.”
She'd give him two seconds to comply before demonstrating why she was the star pupil in her self-defense classes. Most men never saw past her dark blond hair and baby blues, sorely underestimating her strength and speed. The guys in her dojo only made that mistake once.
Ed would learn differently, too, if he kept pushing her. The mental image of Big Ed curled up on the floor, holding his personal package and squealing like a pig, held a great deal of appeal. Luckily for him, he stepped away before she gave in to the impulse.
She went back to ignoring him. Ed's sense of self-importance had taken a beating lately because Reggie had led the office in closing cases for five of the past six months. Prior to her joining the team, he'd been the undisputed leader of the pack. Never one to accept second place at the best of times, losing out to a newcomerâand especially a womanâwas more than Ed's poor ego could handle.
She winced as Cody picked up right where he'd left off. “Ed, I still think our girl here is going to find the Knightwalker before you do.”
Cody was one of her favorite people, but she really wished he'd shut up. His ringing endorsement of her abilities was only making a bad situation worse. Sure enough, Ed's voice took on a new threatening tone. She braced herself for the inevitable; somebody was going to get hurt, and it wouldn't be her.
“Like hell she will, kid, but go ahead and put your money on her. I'll enjoy eating a steak dinner at your expense.”
Ed leaned down over Reggie's shoulder to study her computer screen, his smoker's breath tickling her skin. Disgusting. Did he really think she was stupid enough to be working the case where he could watch? Idiot.
Then he whispered right next to her ear, “Play your cards right, Reggie, and maybe you and I will be ordering that steak dinner as room service.”
Then his hand started to slide down over the front of her blouse. Okay, that did it. Abruptly, she shoved her chair back from her desk, running over his foot and in the process making sure she elbowed him right where it hurt. Ed stumbled back, banging into the wall of the cubicle and almost knocking it over.
His face was red, his eyes furious as he waited for the pain to pass. She rose to her feet, ready to meet his next challenge head-on. Her next stop would be the boss's office, but to leave now would only convince Ed that she was afraid of him.
“You bitch! You did that deliberately,” Ed wheezed.
She balanced on the balls of her feet, ready for action, her adrenaline levels skyrocketing. “Damn straight I did. I've warned you before about keeping your hands to yourself.”
Ed straightened up. “The boss will fire your ass when I tell him what you did.”
Reggie really hoped Mr. DeLuca wouldn't do any such thing. She needed the paycheck too much. Fortunately for her, Cody had already called for the cavalry because the boss was standing right behind them. There was no mistaking the fury in his expression when he looked at Ed.
“No, I won't be firing Reggie, Ed. I heard what you said to her and saw what you did. Now you will apologize to her and then hobble your way to my office so we can continue this discussion in private.”
Then he got right up in the other man's face. “I will make this much clear right now: if I find you back in here hassling Reggie again, you'll be the one looking for a job and with no references from me. Got that?”
Ed's jaw dropped in shock. “Butâ”
“A simple yes will do, Ed. Now go, before I rethink my decision to let you stay.”
The big man shot Reggie a look that promised trouble in the future, but at least he started to leave. Mr. DeLuca stepped back to let Ed pass, waiting until he was out of sight before speaking again.
“Sorry about that, Reggie. I never thought he'd take things that far.”
“I probably overreacted.”
Her boss shook his head. “No, you didn't, and I meant what I said. If he bothers you at all, I want to know. He's good at his job, but you're better. The trouble is, he knows it.”
Then he shot a look in Cody's direction. “And by the way, Cody, that betting pool you've started isn't helping things. You know what Ed's like when it comes to Reggie's record. Why rub his nose in it?”
Cody hung his head. “Sorry, boss. I'll put a stop to it.”
“See that you do.”
Reggie sat back down, hoping the two men didn't notice how badly her hands were shaking. Cody was usually oblivious to such things, but nothing much ever got by the boss. At least he changed the subject.
“So, any progress on the new case?”
She shook her head. “I've only just started. The client's firewalls haven't been breached again, but we know hackers of the Knightwalker's caliber are rarely able to resist coming out to play for long. I'll be waiting for him.”
“Good. Keep me posted.” He rubbed his hands together with a wolfish smile. “I've been hoping for a chance to go after this guy. God knows, enough people have tried to track him down. If we pull this off, it will solidify the company's reputation. It won't be easy, thoughâthis guy knows how to cover his tracks.”
“I'll do my best, sir.”
“I know you will.” Her boss backed out of the cubicle. “Well, I'll leave you to it. Cody, I'll want those reports by closing today.”
“You'll get them.”
As soon as he was gone, Cody stopped all pretense of working. “Look, Reg, I'm sorry if the betting caused you problems with Big Ed.”
She waved it off. “It's his problem, not ours. If it hadn't been this case that set him off, it would've been another one.”
Cody lowered his voice. “To tell the truth, part of me will be really sorry if you do manage to nail the Knightwalker. He's been a hero among the geek crowd for a long time.”
She knew just how Cody felt. Rumors about the shadowy hacker had been circulating for years. Most people she knew spoke his name with a note of reverence in their voices. Reggie had been following the
über
hacker's career herself, but with one major difference: she'd actually
found
the Knightwalker. She even knew his real nameâD. J. Clayborne.
Now she just needed to decide what to do with that knowledge. Despite her determination to bring cyber-criminals to justice, the Knightwalker was differentâand not just because he was the best. If she had to characterize his forays into hacking, she'd say he was playful rather than destructive. Most of the companies he went after had actually benefited in the long run because he always pointed out the weaknesses in their security protocols.
Get in and get out. That's all he did. Illegal, yeah. Irritating, most certainly. But most of all, intriguing. What did that say about her? Unwilling to pursue that line of thought any further, she put on her headphones and cranked up her iPod. She couldn't afford to pick and choose which criminals she went after.
It was time to hunt.
Hi, there, Knightwalker. Want to come out and play? Meet me tonight and we'll talk. I hear the deejay there is special. R.
D.J. stared at the cryptic signature in the e-mail and cursed long and loud. He was getting sick and tired of this. He had the laptop in his hands, ready to heave the damn thing as far as he could throw it when the voice of reason intervened. Unfortunately, he wasn't the one speaking.
“Damn it, D.J., if you throw that laptop, the next thing that dents the drywall will be your head.”
D.J. set the innocent machine back down on his desk and waited for Devlin to speak his piece. It shouldn't take long; the big man never minced words.
“I don't know what's gotten into you lately, but the next computer you pound into dust comes out of your paycheck or maybe your hide. Seriously, I don't care which.”
“Fine.” D.J. forced himself to relax. “Sorry, Dev.”
His friend's face changed from its usual pissed-off expression to one of worry. “Okay, that rips it. What the hell is wrong with you?”
D.J. lurched to his feet and got right up in Devlin's grill. “Why does something have to be wrong?”
Dev held his ground but lowered his voice. “Because you just apologized without me having to kick your ass up and down the hall first. That never happens.”
“Sure it does,” D.J. lied. “I apologize all the time. I'm fine.”
His friend snorted. “Yeah, right. Even if I was willing to believe that, I'm not the only one who's noticed something has been bothering you for weeks. If you don't want to tell me, tell Cullen or even Laurel.”
Like that was going to happen. D.J. flopped into his chair and pinned his attention back on the computer screen. Anything was better than staring into Devlin's eyes, which always saw straight through any bullshit. D.J. tried to come up with some excuse for why he'd been off his stride lately because he knew Devlin wouldn't go away until he did. The man was relentless once he caught the scent of a problem.
“I've just pulled a few too many long shifts this week.”
That much was true; it just wasn't all of the problem. He leaned back in his chair and plunked his feet on the scarred surface of his desk. To keep his hands busy, he picked up his favorite stress toy and started working it for all it was worth.
Devlin rolled his broad shoulders and sighed. “Yeah, we all have. I just checked with Lacey down in the geology lab a few minutes ago. She said the readings are all stable and look like maybe they'll stay that way. I was on my way to tell you and Lonzo to knock off early and take some downtime.”
D.J. tried to look happy about it but wasn't sure how successful he was. The last thing he needed right now was more time to sit around at his apartment with nothing to do but wait for another e-mail.
His hand automatically reached for the mouse and clicked. Nothing. Good. He really preferred not to go ballistic again in front of Devlin. He sure as hell didn't want to explain that he'd been playing e-mail tag with another hacker, one good enough to breach the security measures he and Cullen had installed to protect the secret world of the Paladins.
“You heard me, didn't you?”
Devlin waved his hand in front of D.J.'s face to draw his attention away from the computer screen.
“What?”
“I said you should get out of here for a while. It wasn't just a suggestion.”
D.J. swallowed hard and nodded. “Fine. I have a few things to finish and then I'll go.”
As if arguing with Devlin ever worked. The head Paladin immediately crossed his arms over his chest and went into glare mode. “Now.”
D.J. could be stubborn, too. “Damn it, Devlin, cut me some slack. I've spent so many hours at the barrier this week, the post office is delivering my mail there. I want to clear up a few things and then I'll go.” He crossed his heart and then held up his hand. “I swear.”
Devlin's hand shot out to sweep D.J.'s feet off the desk. “I'll give you ten minutes and then you'd better be gone. Don't make me bring Laurel in on this. I bet she'll bring one of those extra-large syringes with her if I ask nicely.”
“Fine, but using your wife as a threat is really low, Devlin, and you know it. Now go bother someone else so I can get packed up.”
He tossed his toy back on the desk and started keyboarding at his usual lightning-fast pace. His search brought up nothing. His elusive quarry had once again evaded D.J.'s attempts to track him. Well, D.J. could work just as well from home as he could from the office. At least at the apartment, he had a cold six-pack waiting for him and his favorite pizza parlor on speed dial.
He shoved the laptop into its case and grabbed his jacket. “I'm out of here.”
Devlin looked up from where he'd been conferring with his fellow Paladin Trahern.
“Take tomorrow and the next day off, too,” Devlin said. “If I need you, I'll call.”
