Daysider. Susan Krinard

of electricity racing through every nerve. “But because of the attack, we haven’t been able to get close to the colony.”

      “It’s worse than that,” Damon said quietly. “They’ve set up a defense perimeter between us and the settlement. We aren’t getting anywhere near it now, not without a fight.”

      “Then the colonists saw you,” Mike said, glaring at Damon.

      “Or they were expecting intruders,” she said.

      Damon craned his neck to look up at Michael, forcing the rifle’s muzzle away from his cheek. “How did you get through?” he asked.

      “Shut up,” Michael growled.

      “It’s a good question,” Alexia said, wondering why, after what had just happened, she could take Damon’s side against her partner’s. “Were you able to observe the colony, Michael?”

      “While I was reconnoitering, I discovered that there was another enemy agent in the vicinity.”

      “Nightsider?” she asked, trying to sit up again.

      “He was wearing heavy clothes, so that’s a good bet.” Michael nudged Damon with the rifle again. “You didn’t say anything about other Erebus operatives running around out here.”

      “He told me it was likely there were,” Alexia said, “but he didn’t know who or what their assignments would be.”

      “That’s convenient.” Michael said, staring down at Damon. “Think any of them could have been sent out to get rid of us while you were keeping us distracted, leech?”

      “I would have been informed were that the case,” Damon said.

      “Oh,” Michael said, sarcasm turning his words almost sickeningly sweet. “That’s all right, then.”

      “What happened to the Nightsider you were following?” Alexia asked, cutting in before Michael could work himself into another rage.

      “I tracked him most of the night, but he never went anywhere near the settlement.”

      “He didn’t hear you?”

      “No.” Mike’s voice turned defensive. “I thought seeing what he was up to was worth my staying away a little longer. Obviously I made a mistake.”

      More than you know, Alexia thought grimly. “Why did you stop?” she asked.

      “I lost him. He could be anywhere right now.”

      “And we can’t assume he wasn’t one of the shooters.” She raised her hand to forestall Damon’s protest. “We can’t eliminate any possibility. He could have been from the colony. We need to get through that perimeter to find out what’s going on. Now that you’re back, Michael, we can work out a plan to create a diversion so that one of us can get closer to the settlement.”

      “Are you including him in this plan?” Michael asked, prodding at Damon’s neck.

      Damon’s next move was almost too swift to follow. He literally turned on himself, striking Michael’s gun aside as he twisted his body in a way Alexia wouldn’t have believed possible. In three seconds he had Michael pinned to the ground like a rabbit between a leopard’s paws.

      “The question,” Damon said through his teeth, “is whether or not you