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female and tilted the man’s head to the side. “Did she bite you?”
    â€œBite me? Dude, she punched me. Think she knocked out a tooth. What’s up with that?”
    What was up was that the wily vampiress had been waiting for him to drop his guard so she could escape.
    â€œStone-headed vampire!” he cursed himself.
    Trotting along the row of parked cars, he spied a large gap in the chain link. Ducking through, Vail emerged in the pristine parking lot of a car dealer. Hundreds of cars were parked row after militant row. Perfect place for a vampiress to hide.
    Vail kicked a tire and swore again. His cell phone rang and he angrily tugged it out from a front pocket and answered. “What?”
    It was Rhys Hawkes wanting an update. At one o’clock in the morning. Their kind did keep odd hours.
    â€œI had her. Yes, the Santiago chick. But I lost her.” His eyes scanned the cars, searching for movement. She couldn’t have gotten far. “Yes, I know. I’ll get her back. But she says she fenced the dress.”
    â€œWe need that bloody gown,” Rhys muttered.“When you find her, you put the screws to her to get her to talk. Torture her if you have to.”
    â€œWith pleasure. I’ll call you tomorrow, Hawkes,” he said, and snapped the phone shut.
    Torture, eh? This job was turning into a real riot.
    A rail train rumbled by, the horn blaring as it passed a nearby crossing. Ducking and eyeing the cars at hood and trunk level, Vail didn’t spy anything out of place. So, he lay on his back, looking heavenward. He turned his head left. No feet or crouched bodies tucked behind a wheel. And then right. A pair of red heels peeked out from behind a rear tire. “Gotcha.”
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    L YRIC WOKE AND WRINKLED her nose. Mildew. Smelled like that damned awful bed in the apartment where she’d been squatting.
    Her wrists stung and her jaw hurt. Then she remembered looking up at Vail’s kick-ass snakeskin boots. He’d found her crouched behind an SUV. Thanks to a passing train, she hadn’t heard his approach. Asshole.
    She worked her jaw back and forth, wincing. When she tried to reach for the painful spot, her hands tugged against something that wouldn’t budge.
    She tilted her head back. Her wrists were bound to an old iron headboard with a leather belt. She lay on the bed. Bound.

CHAPTER FIVE
    â€œG ET ME OFF HERE !”
    â€œNow, now.” Vail’s teasing grin appeared above Lyric’s face. He must have been sitting right beside the bed the whole time. He stroked her cheek. “We’ve fun stuff to do before I release you. I’m going to make you sing the name of your fence.”
    Letting out a frustrated growl, Lyric blurted, “Never happen.”
    â€œWe’ll see.”
    He produced a knife from inside one of his boots and flicked out the blade. Like that was supposed to scare her? Pressing the tip to the neckline of her dress, he performed a deft move that opened the jersey to reveal her breasts.
    â€œPretty. And no lacy things to hide them. Bet you like to have them licked, eh?”
    â€œIf you touch me…”
    â€œWhat? You’ll succumb to my command? You’ll cream in the pretty little panties I know you’re not wearing? How easily do you come, Lyric? Just a few licks?”
    The arrogance of him!
    He leaned down and lashed his tongue across one of her nipples. Despite her anger, Lyric gasped. His slick, wet tongue sent shivers through her breasts and arms. Mercy, that felt good.
    She twisted her head away from his keen observation of her every flinch. “Don’t do this.”
    â€œYou want me to stop?” Blue eyes sought hers, his mouth but a breath from her wet nipple. “Tell me your fence’s name.”
    â€œNever.”
    His tongue lashed slowly about her nipple, taking exquisite time in circling it, and then he sucked it in.
    Lyric squeezed her eyelids shut and held