Sedative Queen.
Sage
I holstered my sidearm and dropped to my knees beside the console, brushing aside a loose rug that didn’t belong. Typical, hide the manual override in plain sight. My fingers found the edge of the panel and I pried it open, revealing a mess of tangled wires and blinking lights like a neural network from hell.
“Figures,” I muttered. “Mirov’s paranoid ass probably had this built by some ex-KGB techie with a God complex.”
Conner chuckled softly behind the bars. “You’re talking to yourself again.”
“I process out loud,” I shot back. “And if I don’t talk, I might scream.”
He went quiet, but I felt his eyes on me, steady, unflinching. The hum of the cage buzzed in the air, that low electric purr crawling along my skin like a threat. Every second it stayed on was a risk. Mirov was coming. This whole ambush reeked of him. He’d designed this for me. Conner was just a bonus. I took a breath, grounded myself. Focus.The current was running through a looped failsafe, probably tied into a backup generator. If I tripped it wrong, it could fry Conner. Or alert Mirov. Maybe both. I traced the wiring like a bloodline, mapping it with my fingers, then reached into my belt and pulled out a flat black multitool. The screwdriver clicked as I adjusted the head.
“Tell me something good,” Conner said quietly. He was trying to keep me calm. Or himself. Probably himself.
“Good news is I’ve done this before,” I said.
“And the bad?”
I glanced at him, smirked. “That time, the guy lost his eyebrows.”
He groaned. “Great. Remind me to thank you after this. Assuming I’m not electrocuted and bald.”
“One arc at a time, soldier,” I murmured, then started cutting. Slowly. Precisely.Green wire…cut. Wait three seconds. Twist the copper bundle and isolate it from the junction. The hum dropped a notch. The light blinked once. I didn’t breathe. Then…Click. The current snapped off with a metallic sigh, and the bars began to retract, disappearing into the floor with a hydraulic hiss. Conner stayed still until I gave a sharp nod.
“You’re clear.” He stepped out, and without hesitation, pulled me into his arms. “You saved me again,” he said softly.
“Get used to it,” I whispered back. “I’m not done yet.”
I pulled out my gun, checked my knives and looked Conner in the eye. “Time to find our target.”
“Aww.
I raised my eyebrow at him.
‘Our target.”
I rolled my eyes and started for the door but it busted open before I even took a step. I raised my weapon at the chaos flooding in and quickly dropped it again when I saw Naomi, stumbling like a drunken sailor and Liam and Matteo close behind looking like they were trying to herd a wild animal.
‘What the fuck? You guys were meant to get her out of here!
“We tried!” Liam threw his hands in the air. “Trust me, we tried. She’s crazy!”
Naomi’s eyes focused on me and she gasped. ‘You’re still alive! Fuck I thought someone would’ve got you by now. Wow! How cool! Hey, are these all yours or can I have this one?” She said swinging around and half hazardly waving her gun in Liam’s direction, making him duck and cover just in case.
I laughed. “Good to see you too and no, he’s free for the taking.”
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She squeeled and jumped, clearly regretting it as she swayed and grabbed her head.
“Fucking sedatives, hey you haven’t seen my mark anywhere around here have you?”
Naomi blinked owlishly at me, still gripping her side like the sedatives were just now catching up to her again. “He’s gotta be here, right? You’d think a man carrying a high-frequency transmitter wouldn’t be so hard to find.” She spun in a lazy half-circle, then stopped abruptly, locking eyes with me. “You haven’t seen him, right? Tall, smug, snake-like eyes? Bullet wound in the thigh, courtesy of yours truly,” she added with a proud little flourish. “Yakov sent him in three weeks ago. He’s the mark, Sage. I can’t leave without ending him. You know how it is.”
I did. The moment the words left her mouth, my stomach dropped. “Fuck.” I holstered my weapon with a sigh and stepped closer to her, eyes scanning her pupils. Blown wide, twitchy. She was working against enough drugs to knock out a grown rhino, but somehow still upright, still deadly. I put a hand on her shoulder, gently. “You saw him here?”
Naomi nodded, then stumbled, catching herself on Liam’s chest. She blinked up at him, grinning wide. “Hey, handsome. Do you work out? You look like you work out.” Liam looked like he didn’t know whether to be flattered or call for backup. “She keeps saying things like that and then tries to use me as a meat shield,” he muttered under his breath to Matteo, who just laughed and shrugged.
Naomi patted Liam’s cheek. “Relax, you’re cute enough to survive. Maybe. Unless you get between me and that snake-faced bastard.”
I turned to Conner. “We’ve got a problem. The guy carrying the transmitter, he’s her mark. She doesn’t take him out, Yakov will assume she failed or ran. Either way, she dies before the week’s out.”
Conner cursed softly under his breath. “So we have two marks.”
“Yep.” I nodded my head. “We hunt him down, now. Before backup arrives. I’ll take Naomi, Liam stays close to her…”
“Geeze, twist my arm,” Liam deadpanned.
“Matteo, take Conner and sweep west. He’s going to be trying to double back for exfil if he’s smart. Let’s hope sedative queen here got a tracking dart in
him.”
Naomi raised her hand like she was in school. “Oh! I did! Right in the buttcheek.”
There was a stunned pause. Conner blinked. “Of course you did.”
Naomi grinned like a kid on Christmas. “I always aim for the meaty spots.”
“You’re just as terrifying as her,” Matteo muttered as he turned for the door. I met Conner’s eyes as I passed him. “This guy will be paranoid if he knows someone’s got a lock on him.”
“And if he’s smart?” Conner asked.
“Then he’s already running,” I replied, snapping my knife back into place with a clean click. “Let’s hope Naomi’s drugged-up bloodlust is faster.” Naomi pulled her gun from her thigh holster and twirled it once, nearly dropping it, then turned to me with a manic gleam. “Sage, babe. You’re gonna let me kill him, right?” I nodded, “You get the kill. I’ll cover you.” Her smile was all teeth.
‘While we look for her mark, you will let me know if you find mine, right?” I said looking at Conner,
‘Ours. You already said it, he’s ours.”
Naomi giggled and leaned in way too close to Liam as we moved. “Don’t worry, sugar. I’ll protect you. Unless you get annoying. Then I might use you as
bait.”
“Jesus christ.” He muttered and looked at Conner with pleading eyes who simply smirked and shrugged.
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