He let out an annoyed hiss. His lip was curled, which would have looked fierce had his eyes not been alight with humor. He might not smile, but he was amused. “So what do you suggest? We weigh ourselves down with coats? Encumber our bodies to the point where we can’t move our arms or legs in a fight? That’ll go over well, won’t it?”
So what if he was right? She still didn’t like the idea of freezing.
“Well, we better be quick and not become human popsicles. I’m going to be really upset at you if I freeze to death.” She reached into her pocket to pull out the map he’d given her inside his flat.
As he took it from her, she realized his clothes were still damp from her earlier dousing. A wave of guilt and dread fear went through her as she realized how cold he would get. “Maybe we should try this another day.”
“We don’t have time to delay. It’s now or never.” He headed in the opposite direction of their hotel.
Rolling her eyes at his stubbornness, she followed after him. A freezing wind tore down the street, whistling between buildings. She wrapped her arms around herself and wondered why Syn seemed immune to it. He walked forward as if the dropping temperature was nothing at all.
“Aren’t you freezing?”
“I used to sleep outside here on the streets without shoes. Trust me, this isn’t cold.”
It still didn’t make it right. Her throat tightened at the thought of how bad he’d had it in his life.
Who am I to complain to him?
He made her look like a wimp.
Seven blocks later, he stopped. Shahara stared up at the building in front of her and her stomach shrank. Like a hulking ghoul, it stood against the eerie backdrop of three pale moons. No light inside the building could be found, and what few windows were still intact were covered with rotting boards. Weeds obscured the broken walkway and an old faded sign swung over the door.
“It’s vacant?”
He went to the boarded-up door without commenting.
With great trepidation, she eyed the sign that threatened to fall on their heads. “This is useless. I’m sure it’s gone.”
He tore the large board off the door and tossed it to the ground. “Probably, but my research said the building was closed just days after I stashed the chip. There was nothing online to say what office I put it in or who owned it. I’m hoping we either find the chip where I left it or find a clue about what happened to it.”
“And if we don’t?”
“We’re screwed.”
Anger tore through her. “You don’t really think that after all these years the chip will be where you left it, do you? ’Cause if you do, I have some city property you might be interested in buying.”
He gave her a look that would have withered stone. “So what are you saying, we should just give up? After we’ve come so far?”
“No,” she said hesitantly in spite of the voice in her head that urged her to argue with him. She really had no desire to go inside another rundown building and face the unknown.
“Then follow me.” He bent over to crawl between the other boards.
This was crazy. Most likely suicide, and yet she followed in after him. Why do I bother? Surely there wouldn’t be anything left in the building. Well, nothing but dust and scurrying little things she didn’t want to bother identifying.
“I just love the places you take me.”
He didn’t acknowledge her comment in any way as he continued down the hallway. Shahara turned around, studying the abandoned office furniture covered by years of dust, debris and webs. Contrary to her prediction, but for the dust and decay, it looked like people had just picked up and left. There were even cups and dishes left on some of the desks they passed.
It looked like the workers had abandoned everything in one heartbeat.
Why?
Shahara caught herself as she tripped over a half-full trash can. “Don’t you find it weird that they left all this stuff behind?”
“Not really. Someone released a virus through the air ducts that killed fifteen workers in less than an hour. Those who were ill or unaffected ran screaming for the doors. My money says Merjack did it to cover his tracks after he had me in custody. I’m sure he crawled through every office and file here looking for that chip. And since he still wants me, we know he didn’t find it. Once the building was vacated, no one wanted to come back for anything since they feared it might be contaminated from what killed the others.”
“Should we be scared?”
“Probably.”
Shahara couldn’t resist goosing him on the bottom.
“Hey!” he snapped, jumping away from her as he rubbed the cheek she’d pinched.
“That’s what you get for being such a pessimist. You’re lucky I didn’t go after something else.”
He growled at her as he limped away. “Next time I’m throwing you at my enemies.”
She didn’t comment.
Syn wanted to be angry at her, but he couldn’t quite manage it. In truth, he melted every time he looked at her.
Why?
Because she’d told him she loved him. He couldn’t get those words out of his mind. That was the only thing he’d ever wanted in his life. Did he dare believe her?
Why would she lie?
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