Chapter Fourteen
Kara
They couldn’t be serious. They couldn’t really be thinking of letting Grayson walk back into that place, into a base filled with inimical alien presences, back to the creatures who’d been hunting him for months.
My mouth was dry. I made myself drink some of my tea before I said, “This is nuts, and you know it.”
Grayson wouldn’t look at me. His gaze seemed to be fixed on something outside the French doors as he said, “Well, it’s probably the last place where they’d be looking for me.”
“He’s right,” Jeff put in. “Wouldn’t be the first time someone slipped right into a place like that because the bad guys were so busy looking for threats elsewhere.”
My gaze went to Lance, but he was wearing his poker face, and I knew I wouldn’t get any help from that quarter. He wa
