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laughed then and moved back, leaving her humiliated and angry.
“It doesn’t have to be you,” she snapped. “I told you I haven’t decided. Now stop avoiding the issue. Which female did you contact and how far did it go?”
“I’d only intended to watch her, but an opportunity arose for a quick conversation and I took advantage of it. The exchange was fast and superficial. She knows nothing about me, not even my real name.”
Still reeling from his rejection, she scrambled to regain her composure. “You’re talking about Angie Logan. Correct?” It was time he learned exactly how much she knew and the true scope of her power. He might not be for sale, but he was helpless without her.
“Yes, but why does it matter? No harm was done.”
“I’m not so sure. Allenton and Lor dar Joon were asking questions about darling Angie. That sounds like harm to me.”
His expression froze then shock and hostility burned through his momentary pause. “Allenton is on Earth? When did that happen?”
“Six days ago. I’ve been littering their path with false leads, but you might have created a real problem with your unapproved antics.”
“I’m not afraid of Allenton,” he growled, literally growled.
The reaction was so pointless it made her laugh. “You should be far more concerned about Lor dar Joon. He’s a Master Level mage trained by the most powerful Mystic on Ontariese.”
Nazerel shook his head, clearly surprised by the revelation. “How did they learn where we’d gone? We were so careful to cover our tracks.”
“Don’t panic. I knew they’d send someone after you. I’d hoped they would all be Shadow Assassins, but we can still work with this.”
He didn’t seem nearly as convinced or as arrogant. “Allenton is as sanctimonious as Varrik. They both make me sick.”
“As long as we stay a step ahead of them, we’ll be fine. But we must know what they know.”
“If they’re trying to use Angie to find me, I can probably use her to find them. Besides, I wouldn’t mind seeing her again.”
“You better hope to the five hells they haven’t found her or it will be the end of you.” Allowing his rejection to fuel her anger, she glared into his eyes. “The Mystics cannot be allowed to find any of my facilities.”
“Angie doesn’t know the location of any of your facilities, so how is she a danger to us?”
“She came in contact with you, so they could scan her memory and isolate your energy pattern. Many Mystics can track energy patterns. That’s likely why Lor is here.”
“If that’s true. Finding Angie won’t stop them. Allenton has known me for years.”
“When was the last time you connected on an emotional level with Allenton?”
“I’m not into men.” He looked genuinely horrified by the suggestion.
She laughed. “Why do you immediately make my question sexual? Anger is an emotion. So is joy. Have you and Allenton ever hunted together or fought side by side?”
Nazerel shook his head. “We each led our own team with our own missions.”
“Then we’re back to Angie. Find her and bring her here. I guess whether I like it or not, the hunt begins tonight.”
* * * * *
Lor slipped into Tori’s mind with the effortless grace of a dancer. Allenton had been brute strength and clumsy power, shoving the images at her with rough determination. She didn’t think Allenton had been intentionally hurtful. He just lacked Lor’s control.
“What did you want to see more clearly?” Lor’s fingers slipped up into her hair then returned to the nape of her neck, his touch so light tingles slid down her spine.
She was still trying to process the fact that they were transmitting information directly into her mind. Were they…psychic? The word had always brought to mind tarot card readers and cheesy helplines. But this was undeniably real. They were communicating telepathically. Or was this science rather than mysticism? Maybe they were part of some experimental project
“It doesn’t have to be you,” she snapped. “I told you I haven’t decided. Now stop avoiding the issue. Which female did you contact and how far did it go?”
“I’d only intended to watch her, but an opportunity arose for a quick conversation and I took advantage of it. The exchange was fast and superficial. She knows nothing about me, not even my real name.”
Still reeling from his rejection, she scrambled to regain her composure. “You’re talking about Angie Logan. Correct?” It was time he learned exactly how much she knew and the true scope of her power. He might not be for sale, but he was helpless without her.
“Yes, but why does it matter? No harm was done.”
“I’m not so sure. Allenton and Lor dar Joon were asking questions about darling Angie. That sounds like harm to me.”
His expression froze then shock and hostility burned through his momentary pause. “Allenton is on Earth? When did that happen?”
“Six days ago. I’ve been littering their path with false leads, but you might have created a real problem with your unapproved antics.”
“I’m not afraid of Allenton,” he growled, literally growled.
The reaction was so pointless it made her laugh. “You should be far more concerned about Lor dar Joon. He’s a Master Level mage trained by the most powerful Mystic on Ontariese.”
Nazerel shook his head, clearly surprised by the revelation. “How did they learn where we’d gone? We were so careful to cover our tracks.”
“Don’t panic. I knew they’d send someone after you. I’d hoped they would all be Shadow Assassins, but we can still work with this.”
He didn’t seem nearly as convinced or as arrogant. “Allenton is as sanctimonious as Varrik. They both make me sick.”
“As long as we stay a step ahead of them, we’ll be fine. But we must know what they know.”
“If they’re trying to use Angie to find me, I can probably use her to find them. Besides, I wouldn’t mind seeing her again.”
“You better hope to the five hells they haven’t found her or it will be the end of you.” Allowing his rejection to fuel her anger, she glared into his eyes. “The Mystics cannot be allowed to find any of my facilities.”
“Angie doesn’t know the location of any of your facilities, so how is she a danger to us?”
“She came in contact with you, so they could scan her memory and isolate your energy pattern. Many Mystics can track energy patterns. That’s likely why Lor is here.”
“If that’s true. Finding Angie won’t stop them. Allenton has known me for years.”
“When was the last time you connected on an emotional level with Allenton?”
“I’m not into men.” He looked genuinely horrified by the suggestion.
She laughed. “Why do you immediately make my question sexual? Anger is an emotion. So is joy. Have you and Allenton ever hunted together or fought side by side?”
Nazerel shook his head. “We each led our own team with our own missions.”
“Then we’re back to Angie. Find her and bring her here. I guess whether I like it or not, the hunt begins tonight.”
* * * * *
Lor slipped into Tori’s mind with the effortless grace of a dancer. Allenton had been brute strength and clumsy power, shoving the images at her with rough determination. She didn’t think Allenton had been intentionally hurtful. He just lacked Lor’s control.
“What did you want to see more clearly?” Lor’s fingers slipped up into her hair then returned to the nape of her neck, his touch so light tingles slid down her spine.
She was still trying to process the fact that they were transmitting information directly into her mind. Were they…psychic? The word had always brought to mind tarot card readers and cheesy helplines. But this was undeniably real. They were communicating telepathically. Or was this science rather than mysticism? Maybe they were part of some experimental project
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