QUOTE : How are they doing this?” Shea asked, leaning against the side of a building. She was out of breath and beginning to think there might not be a way out of this.<br /><br /> Braden shook his head. “They must have more men out here.”<br /><br /> “How many people missed head count?” Shea asked.<br /><br /> “Ten.”<br /><br /> She dropped her head back and looked up at the inky darkness. Only small patches of a starry night sky could be seen. Ten. He might as well have said a hundred.<br /><br /> “We’re making a lot of noise. Eventually Caden and the rest of the men will hear and come investigating,” Braden said.<br /><br /> Shea preferred not to rely on ifs and shoulds. There was no guarantee they’d hear all this racket, and even if they did, chances were Shea and Braden would be dead long before then.<br /><br /> “You shouldn’t have run off and called attention to yourself.” Disapproval colored Braden’s tone.<br /><br /> Shea shot him dark look. “I’m sorry. When someone threatens to kill me, I tend to try to remove myself from the situation.”<br /><br /> “I never intended to kill you.”<br /><br /> Shea scoffed, letting the sound speak for her.<br /><br /> “I didn’t. I just said at one time I had planned to kill you. You know, before. It’s been a while since I’ve actively plotted your death.”<br /><br /> Shea opened her mouth with a sharp retort but was prevented from speaking as a horse and rider clattered around the corner, torch held aloft. Seeing them, he called over his should, “Here, I’ve found them.”<br /><br /> “Time to go.