Chapter 14

He returned to the office, and Sam slammed his eyes shut. Though Michael never used his telepathic abilities on Sam if he could help it, he had a strong urge to now. He wanted to know what was going through Sam’s head. But it wasn’t the time. Instead he took up a position on Sam’s right side.

“Ready?”

Sam nodded and flailed with a hand until he could get a grip on Michael’s thigh. He took a deep breath and nodded again. Michael had to steel himself to shove the sword through Sam’s chest. It was different, killing the man he adored, and even though it was their job, and Michael knew it had to be done, he hated every second of it.

The instant the sword made its clean cut and slid through Sam and out the other side, Michael reached for Sam’s hand. He squeezed Sam’s fingers tightly and leaned down so his lips were right at Sam’s ear.