Each step putting him one closer to securing her safety for the moment. Vin felt the drop in his emotions and knew he’d crash from the adrenalin ride sooner than later. Slade continued ranting in his ear com. For the last fifteen minutes, he’d screamed and cursed, demanding Vin report to the conference room. Right. All over that, boss man. But not until he took care of Helen. Helen who gripped his shirt sleeve fiercely when he attempted to leave. “No, Vin. Don’t leave.” He didn’t want to and that was part of the reason he was running late. “Only for a little bit, hellcat. I need to know what’s going on.” Gone was the poised young woman. In her place stood a woman who’d been through hell over the last few hours. If hell housed evil attacking aliens. Dirt streaked her jacket and there was a jagged tear in the knee of her pants. Her hair lay in a tangle about her shoulders but it was the desperation in her hold keeping him here. Vin ran a hand down her face. Skin soft and dewy met his fingers.
