Chapter 10

“Mariel is using you. I have proof. I can give you whatever you need.”

She snorted. “You won’t even give me your real name. Why should I believe whatever proof you’ve trumped up?”

“Ares Gallo.”

The name came with a shock of recognition. Not because she’d heard it before. Because she’d seen it. Or at least, she’d seen part of it. Printed in a cramped, unfamiliar script in the middle of her private journal.

Her ears throbbed as she considered the implication. It was entirely possible it was a different man. There could be more than one Ares in the galaxy. But the coincidence of it created a whole new cascade of images, ones she deliberately blocked off to keep from revealing her weakness to him.

“Your reputation doesn’t precede you.” Another step away. She kept the blade lightly in her grip, ready in case he did something. “You must not be very important to STRIKE after all.”