"Talon?" It was Sunny's husband. All six foot four, rippling muscles tattooed with Celtic tribal marks, of him. "What are you doing here?"
Had he been in town? Was that why Sunny had called?
He didn't answer her question as he pulled her back and put himself in the line of fire to protect her. His blond wavy hair was cut short except for two long, thin braids that fell from his temple. Just as Cabeza would have hit him, a fourth man caught Cabeza and lifted him off his feet. He slammed Cabeza to the ground before he kicked the mountain away from them.
"Get her out of here, Celt," he growled at Talon over his shoulder.
Without hesitation, Talon tossed her over his muscular shoulder as if she weighed nothing at all and ran with her out of the room. Not the most comfortable of sensations. But she was too grateful to be out of that room to protest.
Talon didn't set her down until he reached her office at the end of the next hallway.
"Enrique's still in the lab," she told him.
"Cabeza will get him."
She sputtered at his lackadaisical tone. "That's the problem. I don't want him to."
"Why not?"
Why not? Really? "I like him. He's a good assistant, and those are really hard to find."
Talon scowled at her. "Then why don't you want him saved?"
"I do want him saved. Not fed to Cabeza."
Talon's frown deepened. "We are both speaking English, right?"
"Yeah."
"Then why do I feel like we're not?"
Before she could answer, the tall, scary man who'd slammed Cabeza to the floor appeared by his side. Literally-by his side.
How had he run in so fast that she hadn't seen it?
Not that it mattered right this instant, because ... Holy firecracker ... How had she failed to notice him?
Yet during the fight, she'd barely registered the man. Now the sheer ferocity of his presence jarred her. Just over six feet, he was built like a tank, and those black clothes added an even more sinister look to him. Not that he needed it. His black hair was slightly longer than Talon's and he wore it with his bangs covering a pair of obsidian eyes that froze her the instant they met her gaze and held it in a tight fist.
Her knees went weak from terror. How had he appeared in here without using the door? It was still closed from Talon and while the man might be fast, she would have surely seen it open and close. Not to mention, hear the bell on it.
Unlike her, Talon didn't seem to think it unusual that he had materialized in her office. "Did you get the kid?" he asked the man.
"Barely. I stashed him in the public toilet. He should be safe there until he regains use of his body." The man jerked his chin toward the windows. "Help a brother out, Celt. I could have gone up in flames just now, you bastard. Think ahead. Ask for my help. Blow me up. Shit. What kind of friend are you?"
"Screw you," Talon snarled before he moved to the blinds and closed them. "Mess with me, boy, and I'll bring the daylight inside where you stand."
The man gestured at Talon with something she assumed must be obscene.
Talon flashed a taunting grin. "Not on your best day, Cabeza. But feel free to keep fantasizing about me. Most women do."
The man scoffed and grabbed his "package" and shook it. "Yeah, I got your woman for you, Celt. Right here."
Kateri held her hands up before they started a fight to equal the one she'd just left. "Wait, wait, wait..." She pointed to the man. "He's named Cabeza, too?"
The man quirked a brow at her. "Too? I'm pretty sure I'm it. Haven't ever come across another."
Her own head was starting to throb. "The other man in the lab. The one you attacked. He said his name was Cabeza."