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included himself and Alex. Alex had said that he kept in contact with them, so did they work within the hotels or just live in the area?
    His cell phone rang and he glanced around. Ah, bedroom, where he’d undressed. Kieran pushed back from the table and strolled through the living area. His pants were still on the chair he’d left them on. Kieran picked them up and dug in the pocket until he pulled out his cell.
    “Hey,” he greeted after he’d swept his finger over the screen to answer.
    “I’m a day away,” Remy told him. “I should be in late tomorrow night. What hotel should I check into?”
    Well, shit. Kieran didn’t want his partner at his hotel or anywhere near Alex until he knew what was going on. Maybe not even then. “Ugh.”
    Remy laughed. “I’m not feeling the love. What’s going on?”
    Remy should know what was going on. He’d want to help, but Kieran would deal with that later. “I don’t want to get into it over the phone. But can you trust me?”
    All trace of amusement left Remy’s voice. “Of course.”
    “Grab a hotel on the strip but don’t use the Graham chain,” Kieran told him.
    “No problem,” Remy agreed. “I’ll text you my hotel and room number. You want to meet me there when I get in?”
    “Yeah,” Kieran agreed. That would give him enough time to do his research, stalk around and come up with a plan.
    “Watch your back,” Remy said.
    “Will do,” Kieran promised before he hung up. Since he had his pants in his hand he gathered up the rest of his clothing and added them into the same laundry bag he’d shoved his sweater in earlier. He glanced at the bed—it was mussed up a little but not too bad. And he appreciated that housekeeping had added the same amount of blankets and pillows he’d had on it the night before.
    He had work to do and strode into the living area. Kieran went directly to the curtains that hid the large windows. He pulled them open, giving him an astonishing view of the Strip. There were hundreds of people on the streets right now, and any one of them could be a Walker. Okay, enough stalling. He rubbed his hands together. Research was needed, and as much as he hated it, if he wanted answers, the job had to get done. He grabbed his laptop from the table where he’d left it the night before and took it to the desk that sat right next to the window. At least he’d have the view to appreciate as he sorted through files.
    Humming, he opened the computer lid and powered it on before he strolled back over to the table and poured himself a fresh cup of coffee. He carried it with him to the desk and sat. Kieran logged on and waited. He had to connect to the Internet, glad he’d ordered the extra amenity even if it was an additional fee. Then he logged into his secure server so his movements couldn’t be followed.
    After he was as protected as possible, he opened his emails. As expected there were two emails from Lettie. The subject lines were the names that she’d researched for him. He was surprised to see one from his boss as well.
    Kieran opened Caspar’s first. He grinned as he read. It was the basic checking-in talk and telling Kieran to behave himself. There was no chance in hell he’d be doing that. But the email did tell him that Dean hadn’t spoken to Caspar yet.
    He closed the email without responding. Let Caspar wonder what he was up to. Next, he hovered the mouse icon over the email with Dakota’s name in the subject line. Did he want to go there? When he’d first asked Lettie to look into her, it had been before they’d slept together. Now it seemed…creepy. He already knew her, didn’t he?
    Earlier he’d admitted to himself that he didn’t see Dakota as a shifter that was out to hurt him. There was a big part of him that wanted to keep that fantasy alive. What if he found something that changed his feelings about her? Maybe her family, or other shifters she knew, had captured or tortured Walkers like those who’d taken