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    “I prefer that you avoid him in the future,” Knight interrupted me, his voice suddenly gruff. “He’s not exactly someone I trust and what’s more, I trust him even less where you’re concerned.”
    “Well, he’s also behind bars, bound by chains, and asking us for immunity. I think he’s probably a little more helpless than you’re giving him credit for.”
    “Don’t be so quick to jump to conclusions,” Knight argued. “Jax and helpless are two words that should never be mentioned in the same sentence.”
    “Well, you brought him to Headquarters! What did you really think would happen? That I would simply sit back and tell him to enjoy his stay?” My voice was growing increasingly irritated. As a rule, I didn’t like him babying me, especially when I was a strong and very capable woman. Not only that, but I’d been working as an ANC Regulator for years, so it wasn’t as though I’d never interrogated a prisoner before.
    “I brought him to Splendor as a last-minute decision,” Knight explained after a long sigh. “My main concern was getting him the hell out of the Netherworld. I didn’t have time to predict what you would or wouldn’t do with him.” He took a deep breath. “But now I’m telling you in no ambiguous words: I want you to keep your distance. He’s unpredictable, which makes him dangerous.”
    “Okay, point taken,” I grumbled reluctantly. I didn’t know enough about Jax to argue how dangerous he really was, or wasn’t.
    “Give me some time and I’ll figure out what I want to do with him,” Knight continued. “For now, however, just sit tight. He’ll only be there for a few more days, at most.”
    Now it was my turn to sigh. Just when I actually felt like I could do my part to help with the new world order, my only opportunity was being ripped right out from underneath me. So now it would be back to the same old, same old. Great. That’s just great .
    “Well, I still have some information about Jax that you might find useful,” I started, failing to mask the frustration and disappointment in my tone. “We might as well compare whatever we both learned about him so far.”
    “Okay, let’s hear it,” Knight answered. He sounded rushed, almost as if he were concentrating on more than just this phone call. In general, Knight, like most males, wasn’t exactly the most competent multitasker. I always sensed when he wasn’t paying attention.
    “You start,” I said while strange background sounds continued to waft over the line.
    He cleared his throat and took a few seconds before answering. “For starters, Jax turned himself in a couple of days ago. That struck everyone as odd because he ranks fairly high in his organization,” he said. I could hear the shuffling of papers on the other end and then his muted voice as he, no doubt, gave instructions to whoever was talking to him. Hmm, so it appeared Knight’s multitasking had definitely improved. Yay for him.
    “Jax told me he ranks only second to his boss whom he calls the Kingpin ,” I added. “So, I’d say he’s pretty high up in Crossbones.”
    Knight was silent for a few seconds as more sounds of shuffling paper, mixed with muffled voices, persisted on the other end.
    “Are you still there?” I asked, after another lengthy pause.
    “Yeah,” he answered immediately. “Sorry, Dulce. Anyway, yes, he’s high up, but I’m not totally convinced he’s as high up as he would like you to believe. Who knows for sure? Titles and ranks in these circles move faster than a starving vampire in a blood bank.”
    “Ha-ha, really cute,” I answered, not able to keep the smirk from my tone even though I was trying to be a smart-ass. “So have you found out who his superior is?” I asked, putting on my detective hat again. “He wouldn’t leak a syllable on that information, at least not for me.”
    “No, I can’t say he’s provided me with any info on that subject either.”
    I was more than sure my