Page 71 of Dark Soul

“There’s something else,” Rogue said slowly.

Something else?

How much more can there be?

“She was at an internet café in town yesterday.”

“So?” Dark asked defensively. And he knew he was being an asshole, knew none of his teammates deserved this, but he couldn’t help himself.

“She fired off an email. I printed out a copy, if you want to read it.”

Dark didn’t want to read it. He wanted to close his eyes and go back in time.

But that wasn’t really an option.

He held out his hand for the paper, scanned it briefly. It was a short email, didn’t take him long to read. And by the time he was done, it was hard to argue Alexia might be an innocent.

She was tracking Kvyat as well.

“Who did she send it to? Who is she working with?”

“That’s what we need to find out,” Ash said.

“If you can’t do it,” Griffin said, “let me speak with her. She’ll tell me the truth.”

Dark placed himself between the men and the door.

“No.”

“No?” Slate asked, straightening to his full six-foot-five. “You don’t think we deserve to know? She could bring us all down.”

Dark considered his next words carefully.

The situation was damning, for sure, but he knew Alexia—knew her in more than just a Biblical way. Whatever else was going on, he knew she wouldn’t willingly do anything to hurt people.

“I’m not saying that. But I know her. She’s not our enemy. And I won’t let you touch a hair on her head.”

“You’d take us all on?” Griffin asked, and again, there was that undercurrent of threat in his voice.

“If that’s what it takes.”

For her, he’d take on the world, and damn the consequences. Damn the mission. He’d go back to prison. For the rest of his life, if that’s what it took.

“She wouldn’t even know you were willing to die for her,” Ash said.

Dark bared his teeth. “She doesn’t need to know, because I’m not going to die. But none of you are getting through this door.”

“Okay,” Ash said, taking a step back.

“Okay?”

“If you’re so sure, Dark, we’ll do it your way,” Ash said.

Dark looked around him, unsure of what was going on, but already he could feel the tension in the room dissipating.

“What?”

Griffin nodded in agreement. “We’ll do it your way, Dark. But, for the record, I wasn’t going to hurt her.”