“Yes. Now we’re going to have an honest discussion.” Her voice, even while threatening mass murder, remained calm. “Where is Elton?”
“I killed him,” Denver said instantly, looking her in the eye. “If you know me like you say, you can tell if I’m being honest.”
She studied him, and her patrician nostrils flared. “You killed Elton.” She tsked. “Denver. You’ll be punished for that.” Her chilling gaze moved to Noni. “I promise.”
Noni straightened and put her body between Madison and the baby.
“Then we buried him where he’ll never be found,” Denver said easily. Oh, they’d left the soldiers with the burning buildings, but Cobb could be traced to them, so they’d actually broken into a crematorium and made sure he’d never be found. “I guess you did make us a little bad.”
She sighed. “I suppose I did.”
Heath barely moved closer to the soldier he was tracking. “We should also let you know that we destroyed your lab and the area where your samples were stored.”
Her face flushed. “That was unkind of you.”
Heath shrugged. “Yeah. Probably.”
Everyone seemed to be holding their breath. Denver kept an eye on Ryker, who was getting pale.
Madison tapped her heeled boot. “I’ll just have to obtain more samples, then.”
Ryker grimaced. “We know you’ve found the Gray brothers. How many soldiers have you sent to Montana to fight them?”
She smiled. “Just one. I don’t need to go to Montana. No. The Gray boys are going to come to me.”
“By using us as bait,” Heath ground out.
“Yes,” she said, focusing on her two soldiers. “Do you have the dart guns?”
Both men whipped out dart guns, keeping their Sigs pointed at the room.
Denver’s chest settled. If he and Heath were darted, she’d get them out of the house with Ryker. “We’ll go with you without darts if we leave now.”
She tilted her head and then shook it sadly. “I’m afraid that won’t do.”
God. She was going to blow the house with the women in it.
“You can’t kill them all,” Ryker snapped, his voice low with pain.
She sighed. “I have no other viable alternative.”
“Now,” Denver roared, hoping Noni would drop to the ground. He pivoted and went for the soldier nearest him while Heath did the same.
The soldier tackled him to the ground. Pain flared along his side, and his stitches popped open again. The agony burned.
Noni screamed.
Denver shoved away pain. He punched the guy hard beneath the jaw and rolled them both over, smashing his head into the ground and hearing it crack. The guy’s head bounced twice, and he died instantly.
Grabbing the soldier’s Sig, Denver leaped up and turned.
Madison stood next to Noni, her gun pointed at Noni’s rib cage.
Noni had gone so pale her lips looked blue.
“You’re okay,” Denver said, pointing the Sig at Madison. Ryker lay panting on the floor while Heath had taken out the other soldier, who lay on the floor with his neck at an odd angle.
Heath moved easily toward Anya, covering both her and Zara.
