with her fingers. "That doesn't explain how you found me. I'm a good ten miles out of town."
" I put a tracking device in the clothes I gave you." He had the good grace to look sheepish. "I figured there was a strong chance you'd book it if we got out of there alive, and being proactive is what I do best."
What was wrong with her? As many tracking devices as she'd put on others over the years, she didn't even consider the possibility Kane had done the same thing to her. Shame on her. Petrovich had taught her better. Patting down her pants, she squirmed around in the seat to touch at every possible hiding place: the seams, the pockets, the waistband. When she found nothing, she stripped off her shirt and finally found the receiver—smaller and thinner than one of her acupuncture needles, neatly tucked into the band of her shirt. She ripped at the seam and wiggled it out of its hiding spot before flicking it out the window.
A smile etched up the corners of his lips . "Don't give me the evil eye. I told you about it, didn't I?"
" I would have figured it out sooner or later." As soon as he said "FBI" and let her get away so easily she should have known he had an ace in the hole.
He snorted. "It wouldn't have taken you too much longer, which is why I confessed."
She put back on the shirt and brought up her legs so that she sat cross-legged on the front seat. "Tell me, are you the good brother or the bad brother?" she asked, changing the subject away from her own blunder.
" I don't have a brother. Only a sister," Kane remarked while a hint of confusion marred his face. He shifted into third and stared at her across the front seat. Their respective Uzis were placed between them for easy access.
" Cain and Abel, as in the Bible. I'm sure you were named after the evil one."
He shook his head, but a small smile played at he corner of his lips. "I saved your butt, didn't I? That wasn't so evil."
" Contrary to your belief, I was doing fine. My butt didn't need saving."
" If you call almost out of bullets, surrounded by fifty guys wanting to kill you, and being miles from anywhere without transportation doing fine, then yeah. You were." He nodded, glancing over in her direction. "I'll leave you to your delusions."
She sighed and fought the urge to smile. The last thing she wanted was for him to believe his charm was working. "For the record, I believe you said it was only fifteen guys, and I still had my knife." She tapped at the holder strapped to her thigh. "Evil twin," she added.
" I hate to disappoint you, but Kane is a family name. Spelled K-A-N-E as opposed to the biblical version, you know, C-A-I-N."
" Well, I'm not much on Bible reading."
" That makes two of us."
For a second or two she contemplated what he meant by that. Not interested in delving too deep, she opted for a more impersonal question.
"You must have made nice with your bosses to score this ammo."
" Not so much, but I still have some friends."
She tapped her kneecap with her finger. "Which reminds me, why isn't there a price on your head? After all the run-ins we had with guards in the tunnels, they've got to know you're helping me."
He shrugged. "Many of the guys we ran into don't know me. Besides, the car I stole from Marco I drove into the lake. If they found it, they might assume I'm dead. They're a lazy lot so probably didn't bother to look for a body."
" Too bad you couldn't come up with an equally brilliant plan for my untimely demise." She paused. "Speaking of which, since I've got to get back inside to get that thumb drive, you can leave me with a few weapons once we're in the clear and I'll sneak back in." She brought the Uzi into the palm of her hand. "As for now, I'm prepared."
" This isn't Gunfight at the OK Corral." He raised his eyebrows. "Did you watch too many westerns when you were a kid? Is that the problem?"
" Very funny."
" I was about to say I've rigged the back seat so it pulls down. I suggest you hide in the trunk."
" I put a tracking device in the clothes I gave you." He had the good grace to look sheepish. "I figured there was a strong chance you'd book it if we got out of there alive, and being proactive is what I do best."
What was wrong with her? As many tracking devices as she'd put on others over the years, she didn't even consider the possibility Kane had done the same thing to her. Shame on her. Petrovich had taught her better. Patting down her pants, she squirmed around in the seat to touch at every possible hiding place: the seams, the pockets, the waistband. When she found nothing, she stripped off her shirt and finally found the receiver—smaller and thinner than one of her acupuncture needles, neatly tucked into the band of her shirt. She ripped at the seam and wiggled it out of its hiding spot before flicking it out the window.
A smile etched up the corners of his lips . "Don't give me the evil eye. I told you about it, didn't I?"
" I would have figured it out sooner or later." As soon as he said "FBI" and let her get away so easily she should have known he had an ace in the hole.
He snorted. "It wouldn't have taken you too much longer, which is why I confessed."
She put back on the shirt and brought up her legs so that she sat cross-legged on the front seat. "Tell me, are you the good brother or the bad brother?" she asked, changing the subject away from her own blunder.
" I don't have a brother. Only a sister," Kane remarked while a hint of confusion marred his face. He shifted into third and stared at her across the front seat. Their respective Uzis were placed between them for easy access.
" Cain and Abel, as in the Bible. I'm sure you were named after the evil one."
He shook his head, but a small smile played at he corner of his lips. "I saved your butt, didn't I? That wasn't so evil."
" Contrary to your belief, I was doing fine. My butt didn't need saving."
" If you call almost out of bullets, surrounded by fifty guys wanting to kill you, and being miles from anywhere without transportation doing fine, then yeah. You were." He nodded, glancing over in her direction. "I'll leave you to your delusions."
She sighed and fought the urge to smile. The last thing she wanted was for him to believe his charm was working. "For the record, I believe you said it was only fifteen guys, and I still had my knife." She tapped at the holder strapped to her thigh. "Evil twin," she added.
" I hate to disappoint you, but Kane is a family name. Spelled K-A-N-E as opposed to the biblical version, you know, C-A-I-N."
" Well, I'm not much on Bible reading."
" That makes two of us."
For a second or two she contemplated what he meant by that. Not interested in delving too deep, she opted for a more impersonal question.
"You must have made nice with your bosses to score this ammo."
" Not so much, but I still have some friends."
She tapped her kneecap with her finger. "Which reminds me, why isn't there a price on your head? After all the run-ins we had with guards in the tunnels, they've got to know you're helping me."
He shrugged. "Many of the guys we ran into don't know me. Besides, the car I stole from Marco I drove into the lake. If they found it, they might assume I'm dead. They're a lazy lot so probably didn't bother to look for a body."
" Too bad you couldn't come up with an equally brilliant plan for my untimely demise." She paused. "Speaking of which, since I've got to get back inside to get that thumb drive, you can leave me with a few weapons once we're in the clear and I'll sneak back in." She brought the Uzi into the palm of her hand. "As for now, I'm prepared."
" This isn't Gunfight at the OK Corral." He raised his eyebrows. "Did you watch too many westerns when you were a kid? Is that the problem?"
" Very funny."
" I was about to say I've rigged the back seat so it pulls down. I suggest you hide in the trunk."
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