Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 108517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 434(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 434(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
“There is an expensive and possibly endangered spider loose in the conference room. It was smuggled into the country, stolen, recovered, and during the handoff to the current owner it escaped.”
“In our conference room?”
“Yes.”
“How big is this spider?”
“About a four-inch leg span.”
Alessandro glanced up at the heavens. The heavens were hidden by the car roof, but I was sure the higher power had seen the silent plea for mercy in his eyes.
“I forgot to ask, how did it go with Gunderson?”
Alessandro shrugged. “We talked. I dropped him off at the Justice Center trussed up like a hog. Lenora can take it from there.”
Lenora Jordan, the Harris County DA, would definitely take it from there. As Connor once put it, law and order were her gods, and she served as their devoted paladin.
We turned around the bend. Linus’ gates came into view, Leon’s blue Shelby GT350 parked by the keypad. Alessandro pulled in behind him.
I got out of the car and walked up to the keypad. Leon had the family version of the code, but mine was the Deputy Warden sequence. I entered it.
Leon rolled down his window. “I waited as instructed.”
The gates slid open with a clang. The lights on the keypad blinked but remained a steady lemon-yellow.
I was right. Linus’ house thought it was under attack. The moment an intruder crossed the property line, Linus’ defense turrets would sprout out of the innocuous-looking lawn like some lethal mushrooms and pulverize the offender into a pile of smoking meat. Linus was a hephaestus mage. He built devastating weapons out of random trash and duct tape. His defense systems were second to none.
Alessandro got out of the car.
The wrought iron gates stood wide open, like the mandibles of some beast ready to grind us between its teeth. Theoretically, the system would recognize me and Alessandro. Theoretically, it wouldn’t kill us. Unfortunately, we’d never tested that theory under battle conditions.
“Do we go in?” Leon asked.
“I go in,” Alessandro said. “The two of you stay here.”
“I don’t think so,” I told him.
“There is no reason for both of us to go.”
“You’re right. I should go by myself. It’s my responsibility as the Deputy.”
“It’s my responsibility to protect the Deputy.” Alessandro’s tone said the discussion was over.
“That’s why we’ll go together.”
Leon sighed. “I guess I’ll just stay here. Watching you get inside or get turned into human hamburger meat.”
I could have done without that visual.
The longer we waited, the worse things would be.
Deep breath.
I took a step toward the gates. Alessandro strode next to me and took my hand. “Slow and steady. It’s a walk in the park.”
We walked past the gates and down the circular driveway, keeping our pace measured. The grounds looked perfectly ordinary. No signs of battle. Nothing out of place.
No sudden movements. No holding your breath. The system had our biometrics, but biometric scanners were notoriously unreliable.
Two months ago, I’d watched Linus test one of his turrets. He’d fired at an armored car with a ballistic dummy in it. The stream of bullets cut through the armor, nearly slicing the vehicle in half. When he was done, the ballistic dummy was no more. There was just mush. Thick gelatinous mush.
Alessandro’s strong warm fingers held mine. “Almost there.”
Slow and steady, around the fountain in a pretty flower bed, up the stairs, to the front door. Just another day in the life of a Deputy Warden.
We stepped onto the porch. I raised my head, looking straight into the hidden camera. If Linus was inside, he would let me in.
Nothing.
If this was a test, I would turn around, go straight home, and refuse to speak with Linus until he apologized. It wouldn’t matter if the sky started raining the Osiris serum. I would get a genuine, heartfelt apology.
I punched the code into the sophisticated lock and pressed my thumb against the fingerprint pad.
A distant motor whirred, followed by a metal clang.
The lock clicked.
Alessandro put his hand on the door handle.
Breathe, breathe, nice and calm.
The door swung open, and we slipped inside.
The cavernous grand foyer stretched in front of us, full of shadows. Motorized blinds blocked the windows, and the only illumination came through a stained-glass dome high above. White venetian plaster on the walls, a double staircase wrapping around another fountain directly under the dome, three empty doorways, one to the left, leading to guest bedrooms and the garage, one straight ahead, into the dining room, and the last, to the right, opening into the hallway that terminated in Linus’ study.
Alessandro stepped in front of me. We stood quietly, listening, waiting. The house was as silent as a tomb except for the quiet splashing of the fountain.
Alessandro pointed to the left and slightly back, his gaze sweeping the house in front of us. I moved in that direction, into the murky corner between two columns, and pressed the hidden sensor. A section of the wall slid aside, revealing a control panel with all its lights off. I’d have to speak while facing it. My back would be presenting a great target to anyone hiding inside. Adrenaline spurred my heart rate.