Polar Quest. Alex Archer
Annja said. Zach had asked her to keep the necklace confidential and she wanted to respect that.
Dunning looked into her eyes. “You sure about that?”
“Of course. Why would I lie about that?”
“I have no idea. I just find it tough to fathom why two guys would walk over and look to start trouble with your friend. Unless there was some underlying reason for their interest.”
“None I can think of, that’s for sure.”
Dunning patted her bed. “All right. Well, I’ll head down to Gallagher’s and see if anyone there can give me some more information. Unfortunately, you know how this is going to play out.”
“How?”
“Your word against theirs. That’s if we even find them. It’s not like our streets are crowded around here at this time of year especially. If you guys were tussling out there, no one saw it. People get into bed early during the winter. And without another witness, I can’t really do all that much except warn them to be on better behavior, that I’ll be keeping an eye on them, that sort of thing.”
Annja nodded. “Well, maybe that will be enough.”
“Yeah. Maybe it will.” Dunning stood. “Well, try to get some sleep. At least you’re safe now.”
“Until tomorrow,” Annja said.
“What’s tomorrow?”
“I’m going off-site.”
Dunning frowned. “Whereabouts?”
Annja thought hard. “I’ve been asked to take a look at the environmental situation out at Horlick Mountain.”
“Ugh, I don’t envy you. It’s a long trek to get there and from what I’ve heard, the place is a real mess.”
“Wonderful.”
“Well, best of luck to you, then. Mind those ribs and if you can think of anything else you haven’t mentioned yet, give me a call.”
Annja watched him shut the door and then she slumped back on her pillow. She felt drowsy and exhausted from everything that had happened so far.
She glanced at her clock. Ten o’clock. She’d need to be up by three to get herself squared away and then meet Zach and Dave for a four-o’clock departure time. That left five hours to get some rest.
Not much time. But she’d survived on less.
Trevor poked his head in again. “You need anything else for the night, Annja? Or are you all set?”
Annja smiled. “Just need some rest now, Trevor. But thanks.”
“My pleasure.”
“And thanks for all your help just now. I really appreciate it.”
He nodded. “I’m going to fix the lock on your door so it locks as I shut it. That way you don’t have to get out of bed, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Rest well.”
Annja closed her eyes and listened as the door clicked shut. Trevor tested the doorknob outside and couldn’t open the door. Annja turned and set the alarm, then reached for the light switch closest to her bed and managed to find it without putting herself into too much pain.
She slumped back on the bed.
She lay there in the dark thinking. What would make two guys want to kill her so soon after meeting her? Annja smirked. Yes, she thought, my personality can be abrasive when I want it to be. But was that all there was? Or was there another reason why she’d been marked for death so quickly? Why would someone want her out of the way this fast? She’d only just arrived in town and someone was measuring her for a coffin.
It didn’t make sense.
Unless Zach’s necklace was more of a threat than they thought.
But to whom? And why?
I need to rest, Annja told herself. And I need my ribs to heal fast or else I won’t be much good on the site.
She took a deep breath and sank into herself. In her mind’s eye, Annja could see the sword hovering in space, waiting to be used. Annja reached for it and touched the handle. A jolt of energy seemed to surge through her body as it always did when she prepared to unsheathe the blade.
The dull glow extended from the sword blade up her hands and wrists now. Annja watched it spread farther. Can I will this to cover my body? she wondered. On cue, the glow spread farther up her arms until she could feel the prickliness of its energy encompassing her entire upper torso. Annja willed it farther down toward her cracked rib. The energy seemed to vibrate and then pulse.
Annja continued to breathe deeply, feeling the sword’s energy flow through her entire body now like the pulsing effect she’d heard mentioned in relation to ki energy in Japan.
The sword glowed brighter and the energy seemed to increase.
Annja could feel a more powerful flow rushing through her body. She started to sweat and then shiver as alternating currents flowed through her.
And then the glow of the sword started to diminish.
She opened her eyes in the darkness of her room. Her side didn’t ache nearly as much as it had only moments before. Perhaps her pain medicine was finally kicking in.
Or perhaps the sword had helped heal her.
It wouldn’t be the first time she’d been aided by the mystical blade. Or by the strange plane of existence where it resided.
Thank God I have that, Annja thought. Otherwise, there was no telling how much of a liability she’d be to Zach and Dave on the mountain.
She yawned and took a deep breath.
It was time to sleep.
And time was already ticking toward her three-o’clock wake-up call. The last thing she wanted was to be sleepy tomorrow when they set out.
She had a lot of questions for Zach.
And she intended to get some answers.
“JUST A CRACKED RIB.”
“That’s what I heard.”
“For all that trouble and you only managed to bust her rib up? What’s the point of doing something if you can’t even manage to carry it out all the way through?”
“We tried.”
“You didn’t try hard enough. And now you’ve got the marshal’s attention, haven’t you?”
The man from the bar listened to the voice on the other end of the phone. “Yeah, well, he’ll get a bunch of descriptions. We could be any two guys down here.”
“In the summer, that would be fine. But how many people are in town right now?”
“Maybe two hundred.”
“Exactly my point, you idiot. Two hundred lowers the odds substantially, doesn’t it? All the marshal needs is one good description and at the very least, he’ll want to talk to you.”
“He can’t hold us on any charge, though. No one saw us try to take her out. No witnesses.”
He heard a sigh on the telephone. “That doesn’t matter. You’ve drawn attention to yourselves. And the marshal will be keeping an eye out now for potential troublemakers.”
“We can take her right now. Go to her place and break in. I know where she’s staying.”
“The idea, you louse, was to make it look like an accident, albeit a bizarre one. Now you want to go charging in and just kill her? That’s not exactly the most intelligent thing to do, now, is it?”
“I guess not.”
He