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trigger. She held her breath, waiting to see if the suggestion took root. This batch of Trackers was not as dumb as the usual lot. They had stronger wills. When the gun fired, a brief ppphft filled the air then the man in the middle collapsed.
    Two down, two more to go. Knowing her brother, Cassie assumed they weren’t armed with bullets. Peter wanted her back, not dead. Maybe stun guns, more probably Nisulin bullets. If those overgrown meatheads had real bullets, then they were meant for Seth. She shivered. One person already risked their life for her. She wouldn’t put Seth in the same predicament. No one was going to die today.
    Seth groaned next to her. “Cassie.” He breathed heavily. “My arm is burning. What the hell did they shoot me with?”
    She didn't take her eyes off her targets. She preferred not to kill them if given the choice. But she couldn’t control both of them. Not with her energy so low. “I wish I knew. Just help me and I'll get you safe.”
    Tweedle Dumber shook of her control and howled when he tripped over the hulking body at his feet. Rage contorting his face, he spun and shot in their direction again. This time, Seth ducked.
    “Promise me you'll tell me what you did to piss them off so much when we get out of this.”
    “I'll think about it.”
    The men would be at the car in another twenty feet. Seth had their only weapon. She would have to fight hand-to-hand. Tweedle Dumber had at least sixty pounds on her, but thanks to her increased strength, maybe she could pull it off. She was weak, but she was still stronger than an average man. She leveled her gaze on Seth. “Remember what I said. Shoot in the general direction of the guy on your left behind the boulder.”
    Seth nodded. “What are you going to do?”
    She winked at him. “You'll see.”
    Seth aimed with his wounded arm and braced the weapon with his right hand. Her gun was loaded with lead bullets, so she prayed he had aim like the A-Team and couldn’t hit a target as big as the Grand Canyon. She was confident she could put the Trackers out without killing them. “Nice and easy, shoot one round, then wait fifteen seconds and repeat. Get as close to him as you can without actually hitting him. Keep doing that till I tell you to stop.”
    He nodded, rain hitting his face at an angle.
    “Ready, aim, fire.”
    As Seth squeezed off a round, she sprang from her position, running for the tree line. Even though the rain wasn’t on her side, the darkness was.
    Cassie stalked around her target and struck him from behind. His howl of pain pierced the night. Quick as a flash she retreated behind a tree. Another shot cracked in the distance and she sprang again, this time delivering an elbow to his sternum. Another shot, another blow, this one to his groin. As he crumbled, she used his downed body as a vault and landed behind him locking his neck in a sleeper hold. If she tried this in a fair fight, she wouldn’t have been able to bring him down. He was a big boy, with thick muscle cording his neck. At six feet two, he had a foot on her.
    She cinched her arms around his neck and held on tight. She urged him to do what she wanted. Go to sleep buddy. This will all be over in a minute. Go to sleep. I'm not going to hurt you. When he crumpled, she released him.
    Bracing for the migraine that accompanied her attempts to mind-push Seth, she reached out to him. It's okay, Seth. Stop shooting. I've got him. The lance of agony through her skull made her knees wobble. Note to self. No mind pushing on Seth. She couldn't afford to be incapacitated. Picking up the specialized gun, she admired the handle. “Tsk, Tsk, Peter, with your biometric trigger.” The gun would only fire for the owner. Shrugging, she wrapped the downed assailant’s hands around the handle and aimed at the remaining mercenary.
    Eyes closed, she adjusted for the wind and slanting sheets of rain, and then pulled the trigger. But not before he got off another shot toward