The screen turned neutral grey, signaling the end of transmission. For me.”Īngel touched his fingertips to his mouth, pressed them to his forehead, and bowed his head.

“Here is the file.”Ī small icon ignited in the corner of the screen, indicating a downloaded file available for viewing. “It always rattles me when you do that,” Angel said. She made it a point to kill at least one a month, to relieve tension and practice her strike on a moving target. Their state of the art sensory systems ensured that they located intruders quickly and the absolute silence of their flight made their detection nearly impossible until their ammunition bit the back of the target’s neck. Quiet and equipped with small caliber cannon, robotic interceptor units had long become a favorite in security. She opened her eyes in time to see the manta ray shaped disk of interceptor crash to the floor in a smoking ruin.

She felt the energy sear the target and smelled fried electronics. Her eyes were still closed, but in her mind she clearly saw a ribbon of transparent green snapping from the bracelet on her hand. She didn’t hear it, didn’t see it, but felt it with some innate sixth sense, or perhaps an imperceptible combination of all five. She heard the barely audible click as Angel tapped the keys on his end of the screen.Ī faint tug on her senses from the left. Their business dealings remained a mystery to her. She supposed it had something to do with Raban, Inc., but she had excised herself from Galdes family years ago. She didn’t bend her rules, as the family learned the first time they tried to force her to kill a target without a sufficient reason. She’d made it abundantly clear during their last communication. She’d spent twelve years murdering on their behalf. Why did she feel guilt? She owed them nothing. Warning: Contains a heroine who excels in moving targets, a hero who can't get into her pants fast enough, and implant-enhanced sex (no, not that kind of implant.).“Please, Meli. And when she's sure he belongs to her, she will finally repay a decade's worth of pain-in a single, brutal dose of reality. Wring every drop of pleasure out of every moment. Who is she? And how does she slide so easily under his well-guarded skin? It's almost too easy to draw Celino within the kill zone. Her eyes alone set his blood simmering, stirring ridiculous adolescent fantasies about breasts and honey. There's only one thing he can't seem to control-his reaction to the mysterious woman who tantalizes his senses. Celino Carvanna's razor-sharp business acumen-and skills with a blade-won him the freedom to do as he pleases. She's more than earned her right to retire, but her kinsmen have one last favor to ask. For years her lethal skills have been a valuable asset in advancing her family's interests. On Meli Galdes' home planet, the struggle for power is a bloody, full-contact sport-in business and on the battlefield.

Silent Blade by Ilona Andrews