“What the hell was the Professor preparing for?” Reno asked.
“I’m not sure,” Abby offered with a shrug. “I’ve only been there once, and I didn’t see the whole place while I was there.”
“Well, either way, let’s get going,” Reno stated. “Logan and I are going to switch out.”
“What’s up?” Tah asked immediately as he opened the truck door and sat Abby in the passenger seat where he normally sat.
Reno shook his head. “I don’t know, but something has me damn twitchy, like I can feel eyes on the back of my head, but I can’t track ‘em.”
Abby glanced at Reno. He felt it too?
“What’s the plan?” Tah asked as he turned his back, letting his hips rest against the seat between her thighs. She leaned into his back, and he seemed to settle at her touch.
“I’ve been looking over the map while you were gone. There’s another turn off about fifteen miles past the one Abby said we should take. If I take it, I can come in from the opposite side. Should give me a chance to see if those eyes have wheels and if they’re following the bike or the truck.”
Tah nodded.
Reno glanced at him as if deciding something before he finally spoke. “I think Abby should be in the front seat with you.” He held his hand up when a growl rumbled up in Tah’s chest. “Hear me out. If we have a tail, they know she’s with us anyway, especially with all the stops today. They already know she’s not on the bike. That only leaves the truck.”
“I won’t let them take her.” Tah was shaking with anger, and Abby did her best to rub against him, trying to soothe him.
“None of us will let them take her, buddy,” Logan promised. “Reno looks most like you. If he takes the bike, maybe they’ll think we made them. They might believe you’re going off on your own, while we guard Abby. It will let us know who they’re really after.”
“You can’t let Reno go off on his own. What if they get him?” So much for soothing Tah, Abby thought as she began shaking.
“I’ll be fine,” Reno promised. “I know they’re out there.”
“If they think you’re Tah, they’ll know you’re aware of them.”
Reno smiled. “I’ll lead them on a merry chase before circling back to join you guys.”
“Tah—”
“He’s right, Abby. It’s a good way of seeing who’s following and who they really want.”
“I don’t like this,” she huffed.
“I’m touched you care,” Reno stated with a grin that had Tah growling again. It surprised her when Reno just laughed.#p#分页标题#e#
“I care because I know how much you mean to Tah,” she said.
Reno sobered. “Take care of him.”
She knew what he was saying, even if no one else wanted to admit it. If something happened to Reno, he was trusting her to watch over and look after Tah. She nodded. She would give her life to save Tah. More importantly, she would kill to save him.
Reno looked at her as if he knew just what she was thinking. It was a little disconcerting. But she chalked it up to her changing senses and the way they were throwing her off balance.
“See you tonight,” Tah said, as Reno pushed off from the truck and headed toward the bike. “And there better not be a single fucking scratch on my bike.”
Reno threw his head back and laughed as he straddled the motorcycle and started it.
Logan shook his head. “Let’s get in and get going,” he said as he walked around to the driver’s side and slid behind the wheel.
Tah shifted, and Abby slid over to give him space to get it. As soon as he was in, she was firmly tucked against his side, his arm around her, holding her close.
She snuggled in, feeling the heat pouring off of him. She was more worried about that than anyone stupid enough to follow them. They weren’t alone and unaware anymore. It wouldn’t be so easy to take them now that they were alerted that the threat existed. No, what she was worried about was Tah and the way his body was reacting to the changes taking place inside him. She prayed Jess would be there, when they arrived, and would be able to help them come up with some answers.
Chapter Ten
From the journal of Abby Lane
I forced myself to stay home today. I didn’t want to take the chance of returning to the bar and finding out Utah was still gone. I have to break this hold I’ve invented between us. There is no “us”. There is only Utah, and standing alone on the other side of the room is me. I should know better. Essentially I’ve spent my whole life alone, or at least on the outside looking in.