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eyelashes. 
    After transforming into her alter ego, she threw on a tight-fitting club dress. Lucienne entered a secret passage through a closet. Only Sirens knew of these web-like tunnels, which granted quick and secret access to parts of the west wing of the Red Mansion.
    A mile and a half away from the Lam’s complex, Lucienne exited the tunnel and was deposited inside a storehouse. She hopped into a Jaguar sports car and as the gate rolled up, she gunned the engine and sped out onto the streets of Chicagoland.
    Lucienne strolled into bar looking for her first frog. She hadn’t even finished her first drink before she lured a twenty something into the dark alley behind the bar. She knew he couldn’t believe his stroke of luck, already rehearsing how he’d brag to his friends about his hookup as he squeezed her thighs. Lucienne grabbed his collar and stuck her tongue into his mouth.
    She fled the alleyway as the man collapsed near a dumpster, thrashing. The sound of his scream chased her even after she had run away.
    Lucienne was devastated, but held out hope that this was still a coincidence. She found her second target in a hip nightclub. She set her sight on the hottest teenage boy on the dance floor. His fate wasn’t any better, when they disappeared into a back room.
    Lucienne returned to the Red Mansion, shivering. Without removing her makeup, she crawled into bed, pulling the quilt over her head and willing the darkness to swallow her and this cursed day. 
    As her heavy eyelids finally closed, a commotion from outside snapped them open. Lucienne bolted upright, her hand yanking out her whip from under her pillow.
    The grandfather clock on the wall struck quarter past three. Outside the window, the sky was low and gloomy. February wind carried hushed voices, urgent footsteps, and screeching tires. Was it Vladimir? Had he failed to survive the venom from her lips? Was Kian forced to carry his body out of the Lams’ property and dump it somewhere at this god-forsaken hour?
    Her panic made it hard to breathe. Throwing on an overcoat and wrapping the whip around her wrist, Lucienne pulled the door open. Jonas was positioned outside.
    “Jonas?” she asked, blood still pounding in her ears.
    “Miss Lam, you’ll have to stay in your room.” Jonas blocked her. “Please.”
    “What’s going on?” she demanded. “What are those noises?”
    “Nothing you need to worry about. Just go back to sleep.”
    “How dare you talk to me that way!” Lucienne looked icily at the guard. “I’ll have your head on a plate.”
    “Forgive me if I offended you, Miss Lam.” Jonas bowed his head. “My job is to keep you safe.”
    “And part of keeping me safe is to inform me of what you know to the best of your ability when I demand it.”
    “Master Lam was injured. They’re taking him to the operating room.”
    Part of her felt relieved—Vladimir was okay—but the other part sank at the sad tidings. “Where’s Kian?”
    “Mr. McQuillen is with Master Lam. He wants me to guard you here.”
    “I’m going to see my grandfather, and you’ll accompany me.” There was undeniable supremacy in her voice.
    “Yes, Miss Lam.”
    Lucienne broke into a run down the corridor and shot downstairs. Jonas was at her heels, trying to keep up. Soon Lucienne was out of the mansion and past the exotic plants of the surrounding garden.
    When Lucienne entered the courtyard, she saw a grim-looking Kian and a medic carrying a stretcher. Jed lay on it, hooked to an oxygen tank, blood staining his cashmere coat.
    A tight grief and anger crammed Lucienne’s throat. Ever since she was crowned Siren, Jed had given all he had to smooth her transition. He put the family’s future in her hands when almost everyone resisted. He never faltered and never showed weakness. This was the first time she had seen the old man so fragile. Lucienne’s fury burned. Whoever did this to her grandfather would pay!
    The men pushed the gurney into an armored