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bled through into my voice despite my best efforts.
She had no way of knowing what I was dealing with or how things that
were happening to her and the people she was watching over might
impact all of the rest of our people.
    "I'm
sorry, Dom. Please just get everyone in the car. I think the Coun'hij
might have just unveiled another weapon and we need to know as soon
as possible if it's something that Alec's power can counteract. If
not, and the Coun'hij can just pick us off one at a time by sending
us into comas, then we're in even hotter water than any of us
realized."
     
     

Chapter 7
    Adriana Paige
Interstate 15
Northern Utah
    Donovan
finished sewing up Alec about the time I finished up with Dominic. In
the end he convinced me to go get something to eat while he washed
up. I exited the bedroom to find that the only people sharing the RV
with us were Ruby, Vik, and a driver who was so focused on the road
that he didn't even seem to notice me.
    The
fact that Mallory was in the other RV bought me some time given that
Ruby and the guys weren't going to push me about Alec's exact status.
They asked, but I told them something reassuring and vague and then
focused on microwaving some food for Donovan and me.
    Once
we'd both eaten, Donovan and I slept in shifts in one of the bunks
outside of the bedroom. I tried to convince Donovan to go first based
on the fact that he was obviously exhausted, but he pointed out that
the next couple of hours were especially important when it came to
monitoring Alec's blood pressure.
    In
the end, I gave in and went to sleep and enjoyed a few blissful hours
where I didn't dream even once.
    I
woke up to my phone ringing, which really threw me for a loop. Not
only was I waking up somewhere other than where I'd expected to, my
phone wasn't next to my head like it normally was. I finally managed
to fish it out of the waistband of my shorts about the time it rang
for the fourth time.
    "Yeah?"
    "Adri,
what is going on there?"
    I
recognized the voice—it was Jaclyn Annikov. I closed my eyes
and focused on controlling my breathing. This might be the most
important conversation I would ever have. I needed Jaclyn—we
needed Jaclyn.
    "What
do you mean?"
    "I've
been trying to call Alec for the last fifteen minutes and
getting nothing, it's not even going through to voicemail. It's a
good thing Alec entered your number into my phone before I left or I
would still be sitting here wondering whether to stick around the
Bishop Compound or get back to my main mission. Can you please hand
your phone to Alec?"
    I
rolled out of my bunk and slipped into Alec's room. Donovan started
to get to his feet, but I waved him back down as I closed the door
and turned the privacy box back on.
    "I
can't hand you to Alec. This stays between you and me, but he was
hurt in our last fight with Coun'hij forces."
    "How?"
    "They
must have figured out beforehand where we were going to ambush them.
They had a sniper waiting up on the lip of the amphitheater. He got
two bullets into Alec and killed Alec's bodyguard before Donovan put
him down."
    "Alec's
still alive though?"
    "Yes…"
    "You're
obviously worried he won't make it though or you wouldn't be asking
me to keep his injury quiet. Why are you telling me of all people?"
    "I
need you back here. If Alec doesn't survive then I'm going to need
help keeping the wheels on."
    Jaclyn
swore. "It would go down like this. I finally come out in full
rebellion against the Coun'hij and Alec has to go get himself shot.
You realize none of us have any kind of chance without him, don't
you?"
    "I
wouldn't go that far. There are other resources out there that I'm
currently in negotiations with. We lost a lot of people today, but
the Coun'hij lost nearly as many and they have more demands on their
personnel than we do. It's entirely possible they'll blink first and
if that happens we'll have the neutral packs joining us left and
right."
    "Well,
you certainly don't lack for ambition."
    "It's
not

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