Tate suddenly yanked me closer. “You bitch, I do understand, because that’s what you are to me.”
I didn’t shove him back, but let him stand with only an inch between us. “If I passed on anything of value, it’s because I first learned it from him. So then you owe him, too.”
Something sparked in his midnight gaze even as his shoulders slumped. “I don’t owe him shit. But yeah... I owe you. Is this your price?”
“If that’s what you want to call it.” Better to negotiate than beat him senseless.
“There’s more to it than opening that capsule, Cat. There are four levels of highly trained guards, and there will be an automatic lockdown as soon as someone spots a prisoner strolling the halls. He can’t green-eye all of them into submission; someone will trigger the alarm. You know this, you designed it!”
“That’s why you’re going down there nice and casual with Juan, and I’m going to stay up here and override the security.”
Tate moved away from me and started to pace. “Don changed your computer clearance as soon as he found out about you and the vampire. Your codes won’t work anymore. Even mine only go so far.”
Ignoring that, I pulled out my cell phone and dialed.
“Randy, we’re on schedule. In exactly ten minutes pull the plug. All levels except four and the connecting elevator back up to one. Full shutoff, prehistoric. Kiss Denise for me. I owe you.”
I hung up and gazed at Tate. “Go down now. In ten minutes, all the power will shut off and this place will be a tomb. Appropriate, don’t you think, since we are letting out a dead man. The only things that will work will be the ones I want to work. Did you really think after all these years I wouldn’t have left myself with some back-door passwords in case Don turned on me?”
He stood up with a look of disbelief.
“If you could do all of that, why did you bother to ask me for help?”
“You’re my friend,” I repeated, pulling open a desk drawer and then tucking the gun it held into my pants. “And I still want to lead this team, although none of you seem to believe that. Hurry, you only have nine minutes now... ”
Denise had been correct about Randy. He was indeed a genius with computers. With the passwords I gave him, he’d hacked into the mainframe and dropped a virus that he remotely controlled. It froze out everything. Even the phones didn’t work. The neighboring cell phone tower, which intercepted our wireless signals, had also just experienced a power failure. My phone was satellite and still operated, and when the lights went out, I was the only one who didn’t gasp at the sudden dark. I just went to the elevator and waited.
When the doors slid open, Bones was right in front of me. I threw my arms around him even as I gave directions to Tate and Juan, who were backed warily into the far corner.
“Guard this door. No one gets close, not even Don.”
“What are you doing?” Tate asked as they stepped past us out of the elevator.
“Giving him blood. That box drained him. He needs a refill.”
“Cat, Jesus—”
I hit the manual button and the elevator doors closed, effectively cutting off Tate’s protests.
“I knew you’d come through, luv,” Bones said.
I hugged him hard. “God, I’ve been worried sick these past few hours!”
He kissed me, gently exploring every crevice of my mouth while running his hands over me. I clutched him, feeling sick over the multiple holes in his clothes where the silver prongs from the capsule had pierced him.
“No need for foreplay,” I whispered, breaking the kiss. “Just bite me already.”
Bones laughed low. “You are ever impatient.”
Then his lips trailed to my neck as he pushed my hair back. His tongue circled the hollow in my throat for a moment before his fangs sank into me.
I shivered, instinctively clutching him tighter at those twin stabs of sensation. This felt different from the other two times he’d bitten me. Less erotic and more predatory. Still, my heart raced, my knees went deliciously weak, and that same strange warmth crept over me.
The elevator doors opened right as Bones lifted his head. There was an ominous sound of a gun cocking as I pulled mine out of my pants at the same time.
“Back off, Tate! You shoot and I fire back.”
We must have looked quite the sight, Bones licking the last drops of my blood off his fangs and me with my gun pointed at everyone but the vampire drinking me. Hell, I could understand Tate’s reaction, but that didn’t mean I was letting him shoot Bones. Juan also had his gun drawn but at least it was lowered. Smart man.
Bones eyed Tate and didn’t bother to sheathe his fangs. “Don’t fret over her safety, mate. I’d never hurt her, but I’ve seen the way you look at her, so you don’t have that same pass.”
“Tate,” I said warningly. “Drop the gun.”
Tate stared at me. “Goddamn, Cat. I hope you know what you’re doing.”