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A blast like this was one of the few things that could cause a problem in altered flight.
The force of the blast propelled them farther. He took shrapnel in his lower legs and buttocks. He rose higher and higher, wrapping a disguise around himself and Shayna, then headed east in the direction of Italy.
There was only one problem: He couldn’t feel his legs.
Shayna, are you okay?
Yes, but something’s not right with you. You’re flying funny.
Just hang on. I’ve been hit. Let me contact Rumy.
Marius switched telepathic frequencies, focusing on Rumy.
But when Rumy opened to him, Marius couldn’t get his SOS out because Rumy said, Marius, we’re in deep shit here.
Great, because I think I took something in the spine, I’m losing altitude, and I need help, Rumy. I’m in altered flight heading east across the Caribbean. But what’s going on there?
Daniel’s got his men posted outside The Erotic Passage. He’s waiting for you.
Marius’s head swam, but he forced himself to concentrate and to keep flying. His speed faltered and by his best calculation he was at least fifteen minutes out. The blast had hurt him badly.
Rumy, you’ve got to intercept me. I’m too far from my home in Chile and I can’t make it to Lake Como. I’ll try to get us into one of the islands.
Can you head to Cuba?
Cuba, right. Excellent caves. He shifted course.
I’m on my way now. I’ll bring help. Rumy disconnected.
Marius felt Shayna’s hand on his face. Hang tough, Marius. I know you’re hurt. Would my blood help?
Shit, yes. He grabbed her arm and without thinking or giving her a warning, he bit hard and began to drink.
He felt her whole body jerk in his arms; he’d just caused her a boatload of pain. I’m sorry.
It’s okay. I’m fine now. Drink.
He realized that he’d lost a lot of blood and as he drank he feared he was losing even more because he couldn’t heal what he couldn’t either see or sense.
Shayna, I’ve got something lodged in my spine that’s preventing me from feeling my legs. I need you to remove it. I’ve got hold of your arm, but do you trust me enough to release my neck in order to pull away from me and see what’s going on back there?
He felt the depth of her fear at letting go of him, and once again his guilt rose like a wave. He hated that he was asking so much of her, but it couldn’t be helped. You can do this.
I’m so damn scared, but I’ll try.
It’ll be okay, just let go of my neck in easy stages. Can you do that? Then you can feel how much I have hold of you. And your blood is helping, it really is.
He felt her begin to relax her arm and to let it glide over his shoulders, but their momentum caused that same arm to fly back and she slipped off his booted foot.
As promised, he had hold of her, but his weakness caused him to tumble midair. He closed his eyes and worked at righting himself. He could hear her screaming, but he never lost the grip on her arm. Slowly and carefully, he pulled her toward him as he made the adjustments. When he was in a vertical line to the earth, he opened his eyes and reset his course to Cuba.
He held her close. She was crying in her fright and panting hard as she tightened her hold on him.
He sensed that he needed more of her blood, a lot more, which told him one of his wounds was mortal in nature. If he didn’t get feeling back in his lower limbs, he wouldn’t be able to heal it.
First things first. Shayna, can you hear me? I’ve got to get feeling back in my legs. I’m bleeding badly now.
Yes, just give me a sec to calm down. She trembled in his arms.
