CHAPTER48
Medical center common room
Austin, Northern Territory
“I don’t thinkwe’ll be seeing those two anytime soon,” Sandi said to their team leader as she helped herself to coffee.
The facility was mainly used by media stars and company execs who wanted to deal with their health problems far away from the prying eyes of the press.Security was tight, and the staff was used to keeping secrets.The team was safe there until it was time to go home.
Which reminded her.“Do you think he’s told her where we live yet?”
Striker grinned: a wide flash of white against his ebony skin.“I suspect we’ll hear all about it when he does.”
Sandi couldn’t keep from chuckling.“She doesn’t have a whole lot of fear for a pint-sized woman.And a serious temper when she gets riled.”
Something Sandi had learned the hard way.When Keiko found out she might have a bat growing inside her, she hadn’t been pleased and had tried breaking into the recovery capsule to wake Mace to tell him exactly what she thought of her situation.It had taken both Sandi and Ignacio to pull her off the machine.Although Ignacio had been too busy laughing to be of much help.Keiko, meanwhile, had fought so hard against them that the heel of one of those stripper shoes she loved wearing had ripped open Sandi’s shin.It had taken several stitches to stop the bleeding.And what had Keiko said about it?“I’m not sorry.I only wish I’d done it to your asshole brother.”
Man, she adored the woman who would become her sister-in-law.And she’d better become her sister-in-law, because if Mace didn’t marry her, Sandi would kick his ass.
“But Mace needs a strong woman to keep him in line,” Striker said.
“Still, it is kind of funny.”She sipped her coffee.“He’s massive, yet he’s joined with a tiny bat and a tiny woman.If I had any artistic skills at all, I’d turn them into a comic book.”
Striker took a sip of his coffee, his eyes sparkling.“Guess we’re gonna have to call her Robin now.”
“Not to her face, unless you want her to attack.”
“Good wedding present, though—Batman-and-Robin-themed bedding.”
“You have a serious death wish.”
Striker’s grin grew wider.“You do realize that your brother’s Batman, and you’re—”
“Don’t say it.”She held up a hand to stop him.“Don’t even think it.”
He chuckled, and they lapsed into silence as Sandi contemplated the future.Her brother deserved someone who loved him.He deserved a family of his own, but how was that even possible when they lived on the wrong side of the law and called the most dangerous place on earth home?
“They’ll be okay,” Striker said as though reading her mind.“We all will.”
She hoped he was right.
“You live where?”Keiko screeched, making Sandi wince.
There was a sound of smashing glass as something hit the wall in Mace’s room.His woman sure did enjoy throwing things.
“Guess she jus’ found out about that place we call home,” Striker said, his eyes dancing with amusement.
“Better double the sedatives we’re gonna need.”Sandi listened as yet more items smashed.“It won’t just be Friday we have to knock out to get her home.”
“Laissez les bons temps rouler,” Striker said.
Let the good times roll.The crazy Cajun was enjoying the chaos.
“I can’t wait to get home,” she said as she relaxed into her chair.
And didn’t it just sum up her life that home was the deadliest place on earth?A place no human could survive—except those who’d been made inside it and their mates.
The Red Zone.