“What did they want with you?”
“They had different missions. Some were just for spying. This one seemed easy enough. All I had to do was convince the girl to follow the rebel leader’s orders.”
Heather moved next to him. He didn’t want her watching him like this, ready to easily take a life that threatened her—even if he was. He released the male’s throat and pulled her back a little.
“Are other tribe leaders being threatened?” Heather asked. She sounded more angry than scared now.
“I don’t know.”
She slapped him, hard.
“They didn’t tell me. Hell, I don’t even know who these guys were. I never saw them before.”
“What were the other missions?” Devlon asked.
“I don’t know.”
“How did you know where to find the female?”
“I overheard orders to have two rooms prepared for you and the female. I had no idea you would be in the same room. I didn’t really want to kill anyone. I figured it would be easy to threaten the woman and have her do what the rebels wanted.”
Heather’s face turned red with fury. Devlon didn’t catch her in time as she moved forward and kneed the man hard in the balls. Every man in the room cringed as the human moaned in pain and fell to the ground. Devlon waited until the man had his breathing under control again and then signaled the soldiers to pull him back to his feet.
“What else?” Devlon demanded, having a bad feeling inside that there were other missions they needed to know about.
“That’s all I know, except... One of my buddies chose a mission, but he only said that he wasn’t sure he would be able to do it because he didn’t like how dangerous it might be.”
“What exactly did the mission entail?”
When the man didn’t answer right away, Heather stepped forward, clearly intending to knee him again. He tried to back away from her but the soldiers had a tight grip on him.
“Okay, okay. Dynamite! They got their hands on explosives.”
Fuck!Devlon looked over at the lieutenant colonel and Kyle. This was bad, if the rebels had explosives.
Lt. Colonel James came over to question the man. “Which domes are being targeted?”
Todd shook his head. “I don’t know anything about domes being targeted. I only meant to scare the woman, I wasn’t even planning to kill her.”
Devlon growled. “You expect us to believe that?”
“I swear I’m telling the truth!”
David glared at the man. “Get him out of here.”
Devlon wasn’t happy about the situation. He wanted to take the male back to the fleet to be dealt Drastan justice. Unfortunately, the male was human, and his intent was to harm another human. Their laws applied here.
David paced the room. “Explosives? How the hell did these rebels get their hands on explosives?”
Devlon took Heather in his arms again to comfort her, or maybe it to reassure himself that she was safe. It hit him suddenly how quickly he could have lost her. What if he hadn’t woken up when he did? What if she’d insisted on staying in the other apartment? Losing her was just not acceptable.
David ran a hand through his hair. “We’ll have to increase security. This is going to impede trade between the domes and the tribes.”
“No!” Heather pulled out of Devlon’s arms. “We can’t let that happen.”
“I don’t want that either, but we have no way of searching for explosives,” David told her.
Devlon looked over at his son Kyle. “We do. We have a program on the command ship to detect explosive or radioactive material on the surface, but it won’t reach below ground in the domes or the tunnels.”
