"Shadow Game" - читать интересную книгу автора (Feehan Christine)

men in the paranormal unit. Anything he feared, Higgens destroyed.
"Colonel Higgens, I don't think you fully understand what these men are going
through, what is happening to their brains." Dr. Whitney was pursuing what was
obviously a longstanding argument between them. "We've already lost several
menЕ"
"They knew the risks," Higgens retorted, glowering at Miller. "This is an
important experiment. We need these men to perform. The loss of a few men, while
tragic, is an acceptable loss considering the importance of what these men can
do."
Ryland didn't look at Higgens. He kept his glittering gaze fixed on Lily
Whitney. But his entire mind reached out. Took hold. Closed like a vise.
Lily's head snapped up. She gasped out a soft protest. Her gaze dropped to
Ryland's hands. She watched his fingers slowly begin to curl as if around a
thick throat. She shook her head, a slight protest.
Higgens coughed. A barking grunt. His mouth hung open as he gasped for air.
Peter Whitney and the young guard both reached for the colonel, trying to open
his stiff shirt collar, trying to help him breathe. The colonel staggered, was
caught and lowered to the floor by the scientist.
Stop it. The voice in Ryland's mind was soft.
Ryland's dark brow shot up and his gleaming gaze met Lily's. The doctor's
daughter was definitely telepathic. She was calm about it, her gaze steady on
his, not in the least intimidated by the danger emanating from him. She appeared
as cool as ice.
He's willing to sacrifice every one of my men. They aren't expendable. He was
just as calm, not for a moment relenting.
He's a moron. No one is willing to sacrifice the men; no one considers them
expendable; and he isn't worth branding yourself a murderer.
Ryland allowed his breath to escape in a soft, controlled stream, clearing his
lungs, clearing his mind. Deliberately he turned his back on the writhing man
and paced across the cell, his fingers slowly uncurling.
Higgens went into a fit of coughing, tears swimming in his eyes. He pointed a
shaky finger toward Ryland. "He tried to kill me, you all saw it."
Peter Whitney sighed and walked with heavy footsteps across the room to stare at
the computer. "I'm tired of the melodrama, Colonel. There is always a jump on
the sensors in the computers when there is a surge of power. There's nothing
here at all. Miller is safely locked in a cage; he didn't do anything at all.
Either you're trying to sabotage my project or you have a personal vendetta
against Captain Miller. In any case, I'm going to write to the general and
insist they send another liaison."
Colonel Higgens swore again. "I'll have no more talk about reversing the
process, Whitney, and you know what I think about bringing your daughter on
board. We don't need another damn bleeding heart on this projectЧwe need
results."
"My security clearance, Colonel Higgens, is of the highest level and so is my
commitment to this project. I don't have the necessary data at this time, but I
can assure you I'll put in whatever time is necessary to find the answers
needed." Even as she spoke, Lily was looking at the computer screen.
Ryland could read her thoughts. Whatever was on the screen puzzled her as much
as what her father was saying, but she was willing to cover for him. She was
making it up as she went along. As calm and as cool as ever. He couldn't