to remain anonymous. A good Samaritan.”
A voice slid from her memories into clarity, and belonged to one man. Jocelyn’s heart skipped.
I’ve got you .
“Joce?” Nate leaned in closer. “What aren’t you telling me?”
“It’s nothing.”
“That look on your face isn’t nothing. You’re hiding something.”
She snorted. Telling him the reaper had brought her here wouldn’t sit well. He already had it in for Gabriel. How could she tell him that Gabriel had been with her in the past? That dream wasn’t a dream: it was a memory from Rome, and the vision in the museum placed him with her in the South. How many times had it repeated, and had that kiss opened it all up? Chances were good it had triggered the visions, and if that was the case, she needed him if she was going to gain amnesty.
No options. When she got out of here, she’d find him. Deep inside, she knew the most dangerous man walking this world would never hurt her, never intentionally. She and Gabriel were meant to be together, and would be.
“Jocelyn?” Nate used that tone, the one that made her want to scream.
She clamped her teeth together and counted backward from ten. “I hate hospitals. The energies here drive my brain haywire. I need to get out.”
“You rest or I’ll tie you to the bed. I’m keeping watch and I told you, we can run from this reaper.”
“No, we can’t. He’s different from the others.” He’d always come for her and to prove her suspicions correct, he’d found her in the museum. For all she knew, he’d been watching her since he’d left her at the scene of the robbery.
Nate huffed and got to his feet. Angry energy blasted from him. “He’s only different because you’re hot for him. He’s not someone you want to be touching or kissing. He’ll take your soul and turn you into a battery.”
“A battery?” Jocelyn started laughing. “Well, I do have a copper top.” More laughter.
“This is hardly funny. I can’t lose you.” He stormed from the room, but would be back when he settled. He never stayed angry long. Jocelyn kicked the blanket off again. Brothers!
***
“Where’s the remote?” Jocelyn called to the nurse.
“We didn’t think you’d want a holo-vis in your room.”
“Because I’m blind? I hear fine and enjoy a show as much as a sighted person. Just for the record, I’m not deaf.”
“I’ll move you to the empty room next door that has one.” She popped the brakes and wheeled her bed out. They stopped after a couple of turns and twenty or so feet. There was a click as the wheels were locked down. The nurse reached over and handed her a remote. Jocelyn jumped into the woman, letting her gaze sweep the room. Bigger, better than she could have dreamed of, even if it was a windowless basement suite.
“Excuse me. When are they releasing me?” She sat up and pulled out of the nurse’s head.
The nurse lifted the chart on the end of her bed and pressed the screen. Clicking sounds commenced as she scrolled through data. “They’re keeping you overnight for observation and to run a couple more tests.”
“Tomorrow then?”
“Once the doctor releases you.”
The woman wasn’t going to give her a straight answer. They were probably trying to figure out where the scars on her brain had gone, to cover their asses. She could tell them the reaper did it, but drawing attention to the fact she was wanted wouldn’t be a good move. Especially since she had an active warrant.
“I’ll check on you later.” The nurse’s footsteps retreated and Jocelyn switched on the holo-vis and listened for a news channel as she scrolled through the stations.
Nate would be back with the information from the exhibit soon. Angry or not, he wouldn’t let her down. She might as well catch up on world events while she waited. She didn’t have the chance very often, and it was nice to know what happened outside her personal bubble.
A loud crash echoed from the corridor. Jocelyn
A voice slid from her memories into clarity, and belonged to one man. Jocelyn’s heart skipped.
I’ve got you .
“Joce?” Nate leaned in closer. “What aren’t you telling me?”
“It’s nothing.”
“That look on your face isn’t nothing. You’re hiding something.”
She snorted. Telling him the reaper had brought her here wouldn’t sit well. He already had it in for Gabriel. How could she tell him that Gabriel had been with her in the past? That dream wasn’t a dream: it was a memory from Rome, and the vision in the museum placed him with her in the South. How many times had it repeated, and had that kiss opened it all up? Chances were good it had triggered the visions, and if that was the case, she needed him if she was going to gain amnesty.
No options. When she got out of here, she’d find him. Deep inside, she knew the most dangerous man walking this world would never hurt her, never intentionally. She and Gabriel were meant to be together, and would be.
“Jocelyn?” Nate used that tone, the one that made her want to scream.
She clamped her teeth together and counted backward from ten. “I hate hospitals. The energies here drive my brain haywire. I need to get out.”
“You rest or I’ll tie you to the bed. I’m keeping watch and I told you, we can run from this reaper.”
“No, we can’t. He’s different from the others.” He’d always come for her and to prove her suspicions correct, he’d found her in the museum. For all she knew, he’d been watching her since he’d left her at the scene of the robbery.
Nate huffed and got to his feet. Angry energy blasted from him. “He’s only different because you’re hot for him. He’s not someone you want to be touching or kissing. He’ll take your soul and turn you into a battery.”
“A battery?” Jocelyn started laughing. “Well, I do have a copper top.” More laughter.
“This is hardly funny. I can’t lose you.” He stormed from the room, but would be back when he settled. He never stayed angry long. Jocelyn kicked the blanket off again. Brothers!
***
“Where’s the remote?” Jocelyn called to the nurse.
“We didn’t think you’d want a holo-vis in your room.”
“Because I’m blind? I hear fine and enjoy a show as much as a sighted person. Just for the record, I’m not deaf.”
“I’ll move you to the empty room next door that has one.” She popped the brakes and wheeled her bed out. They stopped after a couple of turns and twenty or so feet. There was a click as the wheels were locked down. The nurse reached over and handed her a remote. Jocelyn jumped into the woman, letting her gaze sweep the room. Bigger, better than she could have dreamed of, even if it was a windowless basement suite.
“Excuse me. When are they releasing me?” She sat up and pulled out of the nurse’s head.
The nurse lifted the chart on the end of her bed and pressed the screen. Clicking sounds commenced as she scrolled through data. “They’re keeping you overnight for observation and to run a couple more tests.”
“Tomorrow then?”
“Once the doctor releases you.”
The woman wasn’t going to give her a straight answer. They were probably trying to figure out where the scars on her brain had gone, to cover their asses. She could tell them the reaper did it, but drawing attention to the fact she was wanted wouldn’t be a good move. Especially since she had an active warrant.
“I’ll check on you later.” The nurse’s footsteps retreated and Jocelyn switched on the holo-vis and listened for a news channel as she scrolled through the stations.
Nate would be back with the information from the exhibit soon. Angry or not, he wouldn’t let her down. She might as well catch up on world events while she waited. She didn’t have the chance very often, and it was nice to know what happened outside her personal bubble.
A loud crash echoed from the corridor. Jocelyn
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