Pirate's Promise (Sentinels of Savannah #5) - Lisa Kessler Page 0,68
simple. She was nothing without her work. She couldn’t just pretend people weren’t in danger and play pirate on the Sea Dog.
Greyson passed the captain and entered the cabin. The door closed behind him, followed by a solid thump.
Aura raised a brow. “What was that?”
He turned and tried the door, but it wouldn’t open. He slammed his shoulder into it a couple times, but it still didn’t budge. “Damn it. He dropped the wood bar lock in place. We won’t be out of this room until I can get someone down here to free us.”
He took out his phone and sent off a message. “My crewmates aren’t always quick to check their cell phones.” Cursing under his breath, he pulled out a chair and sat down. “We might be here for a while.” He raised his gaze to her face. “Still no sign of the demon, but Harmony says there are more pictures on Twitter and Instagram of cars in Glasgow sliced in half. He’s probably headed our way.”
“Damn it. If pictures of the destruction are showing up online, we’re going to have to talk to the police. And MI13 will be here asking questions about why they weren’t alerted about the Tyrfing being in their jurisdiction.” This was exactly what Agent Bale had been trying to avoid. Her mission was slipping right through her fingers. She sprang out of her seat, trying the door again. “Why would Flynn lock us in here?”
“No idea, but there must be something in it for him.”
She looked over her shoulder at him. “Has anyone responded yet? I need to get out of here and stop Mamon. We have to find him and contain this.”
He checked his phone and shook his head. “Not yet.”
“Shit.” She turned around. “I’m guessing you already know that the demon could kill you with one swing of that sword if he went for your head.”
“Aye.” Greyson crossed his arms. “We heal, but we don’t regenerate.”
“You failed to mention that before, when you were trying to get me to hide on the ship while you and Duke went out to face Mamon.” She put her hand on her hip. “You could’ve been killed.”
“But I wouldn’t have.” He pointed toward the harbor. “That sword attacked you without ever touching you. I don’t have that connection. I’d be fine. You won’t be.”
“I didn’t ask you to protect me.”
He smirked. “Well aware, lass.”
She sighed, pulling her hair back from her face as she took a seat across from him. “Flynn told me about Wren.”
His entire body stiffened before he could bury his reaction. He shrugged. “Captain’s got a big mouth.”
“I’m sorry you lost her.”
He broke eye contact, staring at the ceiling. “I’m not doing this with you.”
She got up and moved to his side of the table, unsure why, but she needed to be closer to him. “I wish things could be different. I do.” She sat next to him, itching to reach out and touch him. “But Agent Bale is already on a jet to help me bring the Tyrfing back. We’ll lock it up and move on to the next threat that pops up. If I didn’t do my job, who would? People could die.”
His gaze cut over to her face. “Who are ye trying to convince? Me or yourself?”
That one stung. “Know what? Never mind. You’d never understand anyway.” She took out her phone and started a text to Char.
He grabbed her phone from her hand before she could hit send. “Oh, I understand. All too well. Yer too important for a lowly pirate like me.”
Her jaw dropped. “That’s not true and you know it.”
“Do I?” He raised a brow. “You spout off pretty words about how much you enjoy being with me, and call out my name when yer naked in my arms, but I’m put right back in my place the second yer boss rings that phone.” He shook his head. “Hope yer duty keeps you warm at night, lass.”
His words stoked her anger, and she grabbed onto it with both hands. Being angry was something she understood—it strengthened her resolve. Being brokenhearted just hurt. She filed away his harsh words so she’d have easy access to them if she had a weak moment later.
“Fuck you, Greyson.” She snatched her phone off the table and went to the door. She pressed send on the text and pounded her fist against the solid oak door. “I need to get out of here.”