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She stared at him through the mirror the whole time, but he avoided meeting her eyes again. Everything about him; his voice, his posture, his wacky partner still curled up against the passenger door, told her they were lying to her. She listened to the Police Chief’s voice, analyzing it for truth and found none. Every perfectly delivered word sounded like a veteran actor, and halfway through his speech he tilted his face so all she could see was his mouth. He knew she knew.
    When he pulled up in front of the police station, parking right by the front door, she informed him, “You forgot to tell me why I’m being arrested, Chief.”
    There was a very pregnant pause during which, for some absurd reason, she felt certain that he and the cockamamie sidekick were somehow talking about her.
    “Driving without a license.”
    “Look, I don’t want to provoke you, but would you mind clarifying? You arrested me at my house, where you kicked in my door, put me in handcuffs and now I’m supposed to believe you arrested me for driving without a license two weeks ago? If I were a vindictive woman, I would let Kelts, Phelps & Associates have a go at you. As it stands right now, I can hardly wait to see what this is really about.”
    Several officers arrived en masse to escort her from the car. Once she’d been taken by immigration, customs and DEA officials from an airport in Asia, and there had been less of them hauling her off. What was going on here? It definitely had absolutely nothing to do with her stupid driver’s license. The men clustered around her, not like they thought she was a dangerous criminal who would run, but like they were escorting her down the red carpet and thrilled to be doing so. A combination of the absurdity of this situation, and the fact that there was something absolutely spectacular about these men, made Beth smile at them, their faces remained solemn but their eyes betrayed enthusiasm. Despite whatever the whacked chief had going on, and she didn’t know why, but she sensed that there was about nothing these guys wouldn’t do for her, so when the Chief moved out of earshot she asked them for her purse.
     

     
    “SORRY, CHIEF.” HONOR Monroe opened one eye. “I’ve never met an Orphan of the Inquisition before. Do they all do that unchecked thing with their hearts like she does? I thought she wanted to join with me! Are we going to initiate her into the clan?” His last comment was wistful and Kahtar turned to glare. Honor yanked his door open, and slid out and onto the pavement.
    By the time he got to his feet Kahtar was standing next to him, hissing. “Do you not understand the laws of the clan, Monroe?”
    “Of course. I’m sorry, Chief.”
    “Guard her. Somewhere where she can’t see you would be a good idea.”
    “What am I guarding her from?” Honor reached to unlock the strap over his pistol and it took effort for Kahtar not to roll his eyes. The woman had definitely disoriented his rookie.
    “From us, Monroe, from the warriors here who will react even more idiotically to the touch of her heart than you did. I sincerely doubt you’ll need your gun for that.”
    “Sorry, Chief, of course.” Honor scampered towards the door where the lone jail cell was roomed and vanished through it.
     

     
    ARRESTING BETH WHITE was simply follow through on Kahtar’s previous threat. The moment he’d seen her he’d known his course of action, he did not make idle threats. It had been his job to chase her off and he’d failed. That was going to be remedied. The problem was what he’d learned in the minutes since his men led her off to her cell. Beth White had not only somehow managed to buy a house in town, a house that should never have been for sale, but she was planning to open a business in it and that could never be allowed.
    While compiling a mental list of how to dislodge the unwanted Orphan, one of his warriors found him pacing his office and handed him her rap sheet. Miss White