"We are being hunted in our own sanctuary," Zhea whispered, looking up at Rafael with a mixture of terror and dark fascination.
Rafael stared down at her brilliant, panic-stricken face, his silver eyes completely devoid of fear or uncertainty.
He did not flinch as the red warning countdown on the primary monitor ticked downward toward zero with ruthless speed.
"Let them hunt," Rafael answered calmly, his baritone voice cutting through the blaring alarm system like a blade. "A true hunter always knows how to turn a trap back upon the beast that set it."
"They are routing a heavy data packet through our secondary sub-net," Zhea reported, her fingers slamming into the keyboard. "If they breach our primary firewall, our entire financial network goes dark."
"Then do not let them brea
