He stopped to grace her with a dimpled smile before he continued, "And yes, you should bring your new toy as well as a couple of rounds of ammo. I don't think you'll need either because I'm going to be a"—he placed a baseball cap backwards on his head—"student on holiday." He spoke the words in French.
" I'm impressed. Let me crawl into my cave. Give me a signal if you want me to come out guns blazing." Sabrina drew in a breath as she yanked up the seat, cloaking her in darkness. Not wanting to appear too chicken, she neglected to tell him how pervasive her claustrophobia could be at times. All those times she'd be hiding in a cave while her brothers went out to gather what food they could had been a lingering memory she'd prefer to forget. She drew in a few calming breaths and centered herself.
" Believe me, you'll be the first to know," he hollered.
* * *
As much as he wanted to project confidence, Kane didn't have a whole lot of faith. He knew he'd never be able to talk her out of going back to Marco's place to retrieve the records, but convincing her to take a more planned approach would be the difficult part. But for right now, at least he'd be there when she confronted Marco. If he did have financial information about Trinity's clients on it, it would be one step closer to Trinity and making sure no more Caitlyns ever went missing at his hand.
Once she 'd closed the back seat, he relaxed a little. That was until he spotted the roadblock up ahead.
Despite the rigidity of his military posture, he slumped his shoulders and tried to appear unassuming before he lowered the window. "Are you guys looking for somebody?" He spoke the words in French rather than German.
" We're looking for a woman," one of the men said.
" You and me both." Kane laughed. "It's been a while since I've seen some action."
" Then take my advice and don't get married. You'll never get laid again." One of the men spoke as the others snickered and swapped insults back and forth in German.
The man in charge quieted them all with a raised hand. "The woman we're looking for is armed and dangerous and already killed a man. She wounded another when a group tried to take her by force."
" What does the woman look like?"
" Red hair, small but strong. We heard she killed the guy with her bare hands."
" She sounds like a total badass. What should I do if I see her?"
" Don't approach. Call the police," the officer in charge said. "There's another road block a little further down the road."
" And don't pick up any strange women," one of the men called.
" No problem. Thanks for the warning. I'll be on the lookout."
He wasn 't surprised when he heard the creak of the back seat coming down. "Stay down for a few more minutes. They're still watching the car."
" How much longer?" She opened up the seat, but stayed prone. "Did I mention I'm a wee bit claustrophobic?"
He raised his eyebrow and smiled but didn 't dare comment. "You need to stay right where you are for a while."
" Can I leave the seat down at least?"
He turned to see her hovering near the opening, as if she needed to suck in fresh air. It was the first time he 'd seen even a speck of vulnerability, and he couldn't help but wonder about her demons. "I'll let you know when we're close to the next checkpoint." He barely finished saying the words when he saw a group of men in a line across the road. "Close it up. Now. I think it's some of Marco's guys," he barked as the sense of trouble raced down his arms, contracting his muscles.
Six men lined up, breaking into groups of three on either side of the road. There was nothing lax about their posture, or in the way they held their weapons. The difference between them and the last group was night and day.
Kane stopped the car and told the same story, except the tenor turned hostile almost immediately. "How long have you been in Austria?" One of the men leaned into the car window, glancing around the interior as he asked the
" I'm impressed. Let me crawl into my cave. Give me a signal if you want me to come out guns blazing." Sabrina drew in a breath as she yanked up the seat, cloaking her in darkness. Not wanting to appear too chicken, she neglected to tell him how pervasive her claustrophobia could be at times. All those times she'd be hiding in a cave while her brothers went out to gather what food they could had been a lingering memory she'd prefer to forget. She drew in a few calming breaths and centered herself.
" Believe me, you'll be the first to know," he hollered.
* * *
As much as he wanted to project confidence, Kane didn't have a whole lot of faith. He knew he'd never be able to talk her out of going back to Marco's place to retrieve the records, but convincing her to take a more planned approach would be the difficult part. But for right now, at least he'd be there when she confronted Marco. If he did have financial information about Trinity's clients on it, it would be one step closer to Trinity and making sure no more Caitlyns ever went missing at his hand.
Once she 'd closed the back seat, he relaxed a little. That was until he spotted the roadblock up ahead.
Despite the rigidity of his military posture, he slumped his shoulders and tried to appear unassuming before he lowered the window. "Are you guys looking for somebody?" He spoke the words in French rather than German.
" We're looking for a woman," one of the men said.
" You and me both." Kane laughed. "It's been a while since I've seen some action."
" Then take my advice and don't get married. You'll never get laid again." One of the men spoke as the others snickered and swapped insults back and forth in German.
The man in charge quieted them all with a raised hand. "The woman we're looking for is armed and dangerous and already killed a man. She wounded another when a group tried to take her by force."
" What does the woman look like?"
" Red hair, small but strong. We heard she killed the guy with her bare hands."
" She sounds like a total badass. What should I do if I see her?"
" Don't approach. Call the police," the officer in charge said. "There's another road block a little further down the road."
" And don't pick up any strange women," one of the men called.
" No problem. Thanks for the warning. I'll be on the lookout."
He wasn 't surprised when he heard the creak of the back seat coming down. "Stay down for a few more minutes. They're still watching the car."
" How much longer?" She opened up the seat, but stayed prone. "Did I mention I'm a wee bit claustrophobic?"
He raised his eyebrow and smiled but didn 't dare comment. "You need to stay right where you are for a while."
" Can I leave the seat down at least?"
He turned to see her hovering near the opening, as if she needed to suck in fresh air. It was the first time he 'd seen even a speck of vulnerability, and he couldn't help but wonder about her demons. "I'll let you know when we're close to the next checkpoint." He barely finished saying the words when he saw a group of men in a line across the road. "Close it up. Now. I think it's some of Marco's guys," he barked as the sense of trouble raced down his arms, contracting his muscles.
Six men lined up, breaking into groups of three on either side of the road. There was nothing lax about their posture, or in the way they held their weapons. The difference between them and the last group was night and day.
Kane stopped the car and told the same story, except the tenor turned hostile almost immediately. "How long have you been in Austria?" One of the men leaned into the car window, glancing around the interior as he asked the
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