Page 120 of Storm and Tempest
There was so much for them to work through, thoughts would creep in during the weeks to come. Emotions would surface out of nowhere. Probably both of them needed to see a professional, so they could work through this separately and together. Whether that was Elizabeth or not, it needed to be someone. Just as long as they could ensure it wasn’t an agent of their enemy—something they were going to have to consider with everything that happened until this was over.
Someone behind them cleared their throat.
“No,” Jax said. “Go away.”
Kenna started to laugh, her dark eyes flashing with humor. “Wow, I don’t think I’ve laughed in…”
He figured he knew the answer to that. “The first of many to come. Hopefully a lifetime of it.”
Even if they had the fight of their lives on their hands. If they wanted to make sure their baby grew up safe, protected in a world where there was noDominatus, there was yet more work ahead of them.
He couldn’t walk away and hide, knowing they were out there. His family would always be on their radar. Agents would never stop coming after them, and their children.
“Guys.”
Jax reluctantly looked over his shoulder, the movement making him antsy. He shivered, rolling his shoulders, and let go of Kenna. But he stayed close so he could be near her, taking her hand when she touched his. Reluctant to let go of each other now that they were back together.
Ramon stood at the curtain. “We have a problem.” He handed over a cell phone. “It’s your father.”
Jax took the phone and saw it was on speaker. “Dad?”
“You found her?” His father’s tone rang with a tone Jax couldn’t decipher. Wasn’t he happy? Maybe this problem they had was overshadowing the relief.
Kenna squeezed his hand.
“Yeah, Dad,” Jax said. “I found her.”
“I’m sorry to do this. So sorry. Something happened.” He quit talking. “I’m so glad you got her back, but things have happened here. I don’t know how to fix it.”
“What is it?” After his dad didn’t reply for a few seconds, Jax said, “Dad?”
“Sorry. I’m in a closet, hiding.”
“At the MSI office?” Jax glanced at Ramon, who shrugged.
His dad said, “Yes.”
Ramon spoke quietly, “I couldn’t get Zeyla or Maizie to answer. I remembered the number to one of our burner phones. He’s the one who picked up.”
Kenna’s hand tightened in his when Ramon mentioned Zeyla and Maizie. He had so much to tell her about what happened since she was taken.
Ramon stared at Kenna. “It’s good to see you.”
She smiled at her friend, a sheen of tears in her eyes. “You, too.” She sniffed. “Pregnancy is making me emotional.”
Jax leaned over and kissed her forehead. He was about to ask his dad what was going on when the old man came back on.
“Okay, I think they’re gone,” his dad whispered. “I don’t know how to explain it. I got a weird vibe, and things went all tense here. The security guard just finished a sweep, so I should be able to leave this closet now. Preston told me to stay put.”
“Dad, where is Maizie?” Jax asked, aware of the tension in both Ramon and Kenna at the idea that the young woman might be in danger. Meanwhile, his skin hummed, and he was sweating more than he should be, his heart beating hard in his chest so he could feel it thump against his insides.I’m fine.Like saying that to yourself ever actually worked.
“That’s part of it,” his dad said. “I don’t know what happened, but things got worse. The first day after you left, Maizie started freaking out because she couldn’t get a signal from your watch, and Zeyla was right there with her. After the next day, when the team deployed to come after you, there were just a couple of MSI guys who stayed behind—guess they didn’t make the cut. Then yesterday, Preston and Jonas were in a meeting in the conference room, talking to someone on the screen. That’s when things went electric and everyone was acting weird.”
Jax nodded. “Dominatusmapped my face and got on a call with the director of the FBI to tell them that I switched sides.” He had to stop and roll his shoulders.
“Are you okay?” Kenna asked.
“I’m good.”
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97
- Page 98
- Page 99
- Page 100
- Page 101
- Page 102
- Page 103
- Page 104
- Page 105
- Page 106
- Page 107
- Page 108
- Page 109
- Page 110
- Page 111
- Page 112
- Page 113
- Page 114
- Page 115
- Page 116
- Page 117
- Page 118
- Page 119
- Page 120 (reading here)
- Page 121
- Page 122
- Page 123
- Page 124
- Page 125
- Page 126
- Page 127
- Page 128
- Page 129
- Page 130
- Page 131
- Page 132
- Page 133