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Chapter 17
Ryon
One minute, I was trying to get onto the roof of the building beside the one Natasha had gone into, the next, I was on the ship. She was beside me, and lying on the floor. Was she dead? As soon as I found my balance, I rushed over to her. Crouched at her side.
“He said my cover was blown,” she gasped. “Someone knew.”
Her eyes fluttered closed.Fuck.
“Help! We need help!” I shouted.
Other people rushed into the room. Doctor Kavat scanned her with one of his medical devices.
“She’s been shot in the leg at point blank range with a disruptor blaster, and has fainted from shock. If we act quickly, I can save the leg.”
People moved her. I followed them. I couldn’t think of what to say, so I just observed as the doctor worked to save Natasha’s leg.
“The damage internally is too great, I’m going to have to do this surgically. Nurse, anesthetize the patient.”
A nurse took some silver circular discs about an inch in diameter and put them on Natasha’s chest.
“Clear the room of all non-medical personnel. I need a sterile operating environment.”
People left. Weresh put a hand on my shoulder.
“C’mon, Ry. We need to leave her in the Doctor’s capable hands.”
Reluctantly, feeling like this might be my last chance to see her, I turned and left.
“Oh, shit,” Weresh groaned.
Urgoth strode down the corridor. He was the last person I wanted to see right now. And he was making a beeline for me.
“My office. I want a full report. Now.”
“You can wait.” I wasn’t interested in talking to him when I could be here for Natasha, instead.
“You can’t help her, right now,” Weresh told me.
I sighed. “Fine.” I accompanied Urgoth back to his office.
I wasn’t sure what I expected to see, but the evidence of his minor breakdown yesterday had been totally erased, now. It wasn’t uncommon for alphas to have a temper, but Urgoth’s explosion had been unusually intense, even for an alpha.
“You tidied up,” I remarked.
“Take a seat.”
Was that embarrassment? He was definitely refusing to talk about yesterday. I sat down opposite him.
“What happened down there?” he demanded.
“She was given an address to go to in a sector I was unfamiliar with. She went inside the building and I didn’t have time to get a vantage point or find where in the building she had gone. The next thing I knew, we were on the ship and she was hurt.”
“Any idea who she was meeting?”
I shook my head. “She hadn’t been given a contact name. Only an address. She sent me all the info she had before she went there. Sir, she said her cover got blown. Someone in Beta Liberation knew she was a spy.”
“And how might that have happened?”
