The backs of his fingers brushed against the little girl’s face.
“You did what?” That was fear in Jonas’s voice, Rule thought.
Gideon’s lips quirked. “You see such secrets, such forms as to make a man believe he’s lost his mind. What you didn’t see, couldn’t yet see, was the fact that this sweet child was dying before Brandenmore touched her.”
“He’s lying,” Rachel gasped weakly. “It’s a trick, Jonas.”
Gideon glanced at her sympathetically before turning back to the director. “The file is in her crib. Brandenmore’s codes, encryptions and formulas for this particular serum. The same serum both Honor and the other were given.” Demonic fury flickered momentarily in his gaze as Amber laid her small head against his chest and jabbered something softly.
“Yes, sprite, Gi-gi is fine,” he promised gently, almost smiling back at Jonas. “A treasure you have here, Jonas,” he stated then. “A very unique one. Get the files to Ely. The serum that will complete her recovery is contained there as well. As we both know, she’s not fully recovered from her ordeal. You’ll learn why in the papers I left.”
“You’re not leaving,” Jonas snarled.
Gideon chuckled. “It was a great game we’ve been playing, my friend, and perhaps one day soon, we can sit down and discuss it, but that day is not today.”
“The hell it isn’t,” Jonas retorted furiously.
Rule knew the instant the Bengal decided the discussion was at an end. And exactly how he intended to end it.
“Catch.”
Amber flew from his arms as Gideon jumped through the open balcony doors to the two-man stealth copter that suddenly flew past.
Just that fast he was gone.
Just that fast, both Jonas and Rule missed the tiny child flying through the room as she giggled gleefully.
She wasn’t flung into the wall. She didn’t fall to the floor.
Rule watched in amazement as she was suddenly suspended from the ceiling, the nearly invisible lines holding her aloft a familiar sensation for the child, if he wasn’t mistaken.
“How?” Jonas whispered as both he and Rachel watched as their child bounced happily in the air. “How the hell did he pull this off?”
Rule looked from the baby, to Jonas, then back again.
He cleared his throat.
“Do you think he’s related to Dane?” he asked then, knowing Jonas wouldn’t miss the backhanded insult.
Was the director related to Gideon?
Hell, Rule was beginning think Jonas and Gideon didn’t share just genetics, but parents if it weren’t for the fact that he was a Bengal rather than a Lion.
The growl that left Jonas’s throat had him wincing.
“Maybe not,” Rule lied, though he was now convinced it was highly likely.
CHAPTER 29
Gypsy knew the second the Dragoon had increased speed and begun racing for the hotel that something was wrong. No more than a heartbeat later she felt something shift inside her own senses. A door opening so swiftly inside her that she had no idea how to close it or what to do with it.
“Go with it, Gypsy,” Lawe suddenly ordered as the Dragoon roared along the highway. “Rule’s in trouble.”
Rule was in trouble?
In danger?
She focused on that link, ignoring the doorway that had opened into Lawe’s senses and concentrating totally on Rule’s instead.