They’d caught him. Lock, stock and f*****g barrel.
Lyon seethed in silence as the security officers buzzed around his maximum-security cell like flies around a honeypot. He was furious, more with himself than anyone else. He should have known General Ryland, über-marine legend, wasn’t going to be that easy to catch.
knownFor heaven’s sake, he’d read the goddamn file on the woman. The one clearly marked “Do not f**k with”. He might as well have just looked at the pictures. He’d been too arrogant and assured of his own abilities.
As soon as he’d seen her among the Arcadia marines, he’d recognized her. She was dangerous, inventive and unpredictable. He’d known that. What he hadn’t known, and was now kicking himself for, was that she’d have an Empath virtually joined at the hip.
Arcadia “T
