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up and tried to look behind her, but one of Vlad’s cold hands caught her chin and forced her to meet his eyes. “Who made you bleed?” He stared deeply into her eyes.
    His eyes were a beautiful golden brown. The more she looked at him, the more sparkling golden colors she found in his eyes. Realizing she was getting distracted, she shook her head. “Um, that doesn’t matter. I’m having trouble of the supernatural sort and I’m looking for a psychic to help me sort out what is happening. I was told you could help.”
    Vlad gave her a puzzled look and glanced at Marcus. “You don’t want to tell me who hurt you?” he asked.
    Gena shook her head. “I’d rather not talk about it.”
    Vlad laughed out loud, but Gena could not figure out what he thought was so funny. She glanced back at Marcus and saw that his stony expression hadn’t changed. When Vlad quieted down a bit, she asked, “Can you help me?”
    Vlad released her and sat back down on his throne. “I would like to, but I need to discuss a few business matters with Marcus first. We’re going to need some privacy, but I can assure you I won’t forget about you.”
    Marcus’s voice came from behind her. “Wait by the bar, Gena. I will be out in a few minutes and we can talk about where you can find a psychic.”
    Gena was curious about what the men wanted to discuss but was grateful for any excuse to get out of the red room. She couldn’t take any more of their scrutinizing stares.
    She nodded to Marcus in acknowledgment and walked out of the room. Gareth still looked pissed, but she suspected he didn’t have any emotions besides pissed off.
    The music pounded just as loud as it had before, but it was still less oppressive than the intimidating red lights and the five intense men she’d left.
    When Gena reached the entrance to the main section of the club, she surveyed the mass of people moving in time with the music.
    Marcus had told her to wait at the bar, but there didn’t seem to be a spare inch of space left for her to squeeze in, and the last thing she wanted was a drink. She thought about going outside to breathe in some fresh air but nixed the idea after considering that she should stay where Marcus could easily find her. And the memory that Ryan could be anywhere right now. Even watching the outside of the bar.
    She stuck to the edges of the room where there were fewer people and tried not to think too hard about what she was getting herself into. These people weren’t normal. Vlad sat on a throne surrounded by guards and owned a club where one of the requirements for entry was lack of clothing.
    What did he even need guards for anyway? Who did he need protection from? And how did Marcus fit into this? Marcus didn’t act as though Vlad was his boss, so what did that say about their relationship? They could be friends, but Vlad had said they needed to discuss business. Maybe Marcus worked in the same industry as Vlad.
    Once again, the fact that Vlad needed guards bothered her. There had to be illegal dealings going on in the club. How deeply involved could she allow herself to get with this crowd?
    She hated to feel like a baby, but she couldn’t help but think of how much she’d love to call her mother at this moment. To hear her voice and reassure her that her daughter wasn’t brutally murdered. Well, she was murdered, but she didn’t stay dead. She rolled her eyes at how that conversation would play out.
    A hand went around her wrist. For a split second, Gena thought Marcus had come for her, but the grip immediately tightened and pulled her to a dark corner.

CHAPTER EIGHT
     
     
    Gena’s free hand tightened into a fist and she used all of her momentum to swing at whoever pulled at her. Before her fist made contact, another hand captured her swinging wrist. Two arms wrapped around her from behind. One rendered her own arms immobile while the other covered her mouth so she couldn’t scream.
    The person behind her started to pull