while he was healing from having his hand blown off, he’d be the one to heal her heart? She wasn’t a sappy person, not by a long shot, but even she couldn’t deny that something miraculous had taken place during the worst of situations.
Going to work each day at the truck stop wasn’t that bad. The money was ludicrously low, but it helped. It was a damn shame, however, that she couldn’t use her medical degree. They could have all used the money.
Christie, who’d gotten her the job, had been anxious all afternoon. Boone had called her, filling her in about Nate and Tam not showing up. But, like Harper, Christie couldn’t afford to miss even an hour of work, so she’d soldiered on. Harper had tried to tell her that her brother was fine, that he was too smart to get caught, but Christie wouldn’t be satisfied until she saw Nate.
It would have been great if they’d walked into Christie’s room at the motel and found that Nate and Tam had arrived, but no. It was still good to see Kate and Vince. And here was Cade, whom she’d heard about but never met.
He was quite large. Conan large. But he had a shy smile and his sandy brown hair had a cowlick in the back, reminiscent of Dennis the Menace. She wondered if the guys in his unit had given him hell for it, but then he’d probably had a crew cut back then.
“I’m Harper,” she said, extending her hand.
He shook it almost too gently, as if he knew he could easily hurt her. “Ma’am.”
“How was your trip?”
He shrugged. “Okay, I suppose. It was tricky getting the boxes on board. Security is tighter now, even at the bus stations.”
“Boxes?”
“Weapons,” he said. “We’ve collected quite a few, and we couldn’t afford to leave them behind.”
“Of course,” she said. She’d been told he was a sniper. An excellent one. She shivered, still not used to the nearness of death.
Even being together in one room like this was incredibly dangerous. But, then so was everything else. They would either come up with a way to defeat Omicron, or they wouldn’t. Right now all she could do was spend as much time as possible with Seth.
“Nate and Tam are on their way,” Boone said. “He called.”
Harper hadn’t even realized how on edge she’d been about them until her shoulders relaxed.
“Thank God,” Christie said. “Let me get something to drink, then catch us up, okay?”
Harper went with her, wishing she could have showered before this meeting.
“Actually,” Boone continued, “there’s good news for you and Harper. Vince here has generously decided to bankroll us, at least for now. So you two won’t have to go back to that truck stop.”
Harper looked at Christie and they both grinned like idiots. “Gee, what a shame,” Harper said. “I’ll so miss coming home smelling like burgers and onion rings.”
“I’m assuming we won’t be laying about eating bonbons,” Christie added.
Boone shook his head. “I wish you could, but no. There’s work to be done.”
Harper poured herself a cold soda and Christie went for iced tea. Boone didn’t wait until they returned. He filled them in on their discovery of the chamber, and the biometric hand scanner that stood in their way.
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