probably flying through the Seattleranks, because Paladins gossiped like a bunch of old hens. It didnât mean he wanted them to know what really happened.
âMy real question is are you here to lick your wounds or to work?â
Son of a bitch, this guy went right for the jugular. If he liked blunt, heâd get blunt. âA little of both.â
Devlin lapsed into silence, clearly considering his options. Finally, he nodded. âOkay, hereâs what I can offer you. Iâm not going to trust you or anybody else at the barrier until I know he can face what comes across it. None of us have any reason to love those crazy bastards when they attack, and you definitely have more reason than most to hate them. But hereâs the bottom line: if youâre unsure of how youâll handle it, I wonât risk my menâs lives by asking them to fight next to you.â
If Bane hadnât wanted to take on Hunter, why had he let Jarvis send him in the first place? âSo youâre saying maybe I should book my return flight to St. Louis?â
âThatâs up to you. There is an alternative.â
Hunter had already come this far. He might as well hear the man out.
He settled back in his chair. âIâm listening.â
âIâm sure youâve heard about our interactions with the Kalith.â
Hunter sneered. âYeah, we heard youâd adopted a few strays. Didnât realize you were actually naming your pets.â
Baneâs big fist slammed down on the desk hard enough to topple a stack of files onto the floor. He ignored the mess as he leaned forward and snarled, âThatattitude will get you nowhere, Fitzsimon. Like I said, I know what youâve been through.â
âLike hell you do!â
Some of the steam went out of Devlinâs fury. He leaned back in his chair and stared at Hunter for a few seconds. âMaybe youâre right, but you need to understand that things are different for us. I hate those crazy fuckers that attack every time the barrier goes down as much as the next guy. But around here, we consider the Kalith warriors like Barak, Lusahn, and Larem our friends and allies. All of them have risked their own necks to save livesâPaladin lives.â
âSo what? Itâs not like that evens the score.â
Devlin shoved his chair back and stalked around to Hunterâs side of the desk. âLose the fucking attitude, Hunter, or I will personally stuff your worthless carcass on the next plane back to St. Louis!â
Hunter clenched his fists, but he held himself back. âLook, Iâll try. Just donât shove them in my face.â
âShouldnât be a problem. Iâm shipping your ass north of here.â
Devlin reached across his desk, pulled a folded map out of the top drawer, and spread it out. He pointed to a spot on the enlarged map of the city.
âWeâre here in our headquarters located in the Seattle Underground. The barrier stretches through under the city here and here. The closer you get to the volcanoes, the more unstable it becomes. And just to make things more interesting, weâve got tectonic plates crashing into each other right offshore.â
Where was all of this headed? âThanks for the geology lesson.â
âSmart-ass,â Devlin said with no real heat. âWe do our best to guard the area, but you know there are never enough of us to go around. That means some spots are vulnerable.â
He flipped the map over to show the entire state of Washington. âWeâve found out that there has been movement going in both directions across the barrier. Greedy bastards on both sides are making money at the cost of lives of our people and theirs.â
Hunter didnât much care how many crazy Others diedâor Kalith warriors, for that matter. He kept that little bit of information to himself, figuring it wouldnât pay to antagonize Bane any more than he