TOM HAD NEVER TESTED his speed in flight. Soaring through the dark tunnels was a rush. Knowing that the slightest miscalculation and he’d slam into a rock wall was exhilarating. He’d never been so daring back home. Jack and Hopper were the jocks. He’d always followed in their footsteps taking a backseat to their skills. He was a ruthless investment banker, but that was all patience and people skills. Tom reveled in the fact that he could talk any investor into a deal if he were given enough time. But his new life was different. It was all guts and no glory.
His talent for patience made him a great hunter, or was that simply his wraith instincts? Tom shook it off. Right now he didn’t care, he was having the time of his life looking death in the eye and daring him to strike. He had to find
