THE BRAVO BOYS - SNAKE EATER [book three]

Chapter TWENTY TWO

Shelby Quinn

I barely have time to fix my disheveled hair before the dreaded doubt begins to creep its way back in..I had done the very thing that I'd told myself I wouldn't do.. It was as though my body became possessed and my mind had taken a back seat to those dark desires that have lived repressed in the recesses of my thoughts for so long..

I have always been in control of myself.. I have never allowed my emotions to override my rationale.. I had refused the advances of colleagues and commanding officers during my service without hesitation..

So what is it about Logan Nash that makes me sex crazed and reckless?

The imperfectly irresistible man muddles my priorities and makes it difficult for me to breathe and now, in the quiet of the aftermath, I am trembling with worry for what comes next, caught between what I know must happen and what I wish could happen..

I know I can't take the risk of hoping that our animalistic urges and raw attraction might become something more.. But I wish that I could..

"Looks like Hendrix was working on some kinda' formula.." Logan leans comfortably against the edge of his desk, his burly shoulders hunched forward as he clicks through the schematic overview that graces the screen.. In his casual dark denim and tight white T-shirt, the guy looks more like a gorgeous model than a modern geek, turning to me with his rich golden eyes and running a hand through his brunette hair to make it neat again.. "Does any of this make sense to you?"

I tear my eyes from him to stare at the translated equations on the computer screen.. My eyes track the complex data, finally landing on one familiar section that reads;
'Nano-proto2HQO6 synthesized combined C4H10FO2P'

"These are his nano-serum prototype calculations, look-" I point to direct The Hackers attention to meet the place where my own fixates before I drag my finger along beneath the secondary figure that follows.. "But I don't know what this is- it looks like some kind of compound containing carbon, hydrogen and fluorine oxide..."

My stomach turns as my words trail off to nothing and I notice the grimace that has worn its way onto The Hacker's handsome features..

"Let's see about it-" He brings up a search browser and begins to type the compound formula into the browser and soon the results begin to load.."Shit.."

One after the other the pages appear, all confirming the same awful truth I had already suspected..

Sarin..

"No.." I breathe in disbelief, my heart cracking and fracturing in my chest at the very idea of my father's lifelong work being corrupted by the hand of the same war machine that had chewed me up and spat me out l.. It makes me feel sick to my stomach.. "Blackstar is weaponizing the nano-serum.. Oh god- Oh- no-"

Choking for oxygen and clutching at the burn in my chest I stumble a step back, wobbling on my feet as the room spins and Logan reaches out to steady me with sturdy hands.. "It's okay, Shelby.. Look at me.. Take a breath, Sweetheart.."

I force a sharp inhale, barely taking in enough air as I lift my chin and try to focus through foggy eyes.. "No.. Hendrix would never agree to that.. He just wouldn't!"

"Do you really need any more proof?" Logan waves a hand at the screen.. "Your father wrote this, Shelby.. Maybe not willingly - but he wrote it.."

I know The Hacker perspective is right, but I hate him for saying it out loud.. Every muscle in my body begins to ache and shake with anger as I shove him away.. "No! Don't say that!"