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from heaven?”
    “Yep.” He seemed to taste the word. “Only a different flavor.” Unwrapping his bar, he bit off a large chunk as if he showed her it would be okay.
    Sedona shrugged slightly, unwrapped, then sniffed the creamy bar. The fragrance of coconut made her drool. She took a teensy bite. It was manna from heaven, manna mai tai. She consumed it quickly, licking her fingers afterwards.
    When the foil wrapper evaporated from her fingertips, she stared, mesmerized.. “Back to the ethers?”
    “Sit on my lap, little girl,” he quipped. “And I’ll give you another one. Different flavor.”
    “Little girl!” she began, but he smiled boyishly, waving the bar like a dog treat.
    “Why your lap?” she demanded, then glared for good measure.
    “I need your frequencies mixed with mine. More effective protection.”
    The earnest brightness of his eyes, and her hunger, did her in. Sedona moved closer, and knelt down. After handing her the bar, he reached out, lifting her onto his lap. Tenderly, he positioned her so she faced outward.
    “You’re comfortable, Volcano.” Entranced, Sedona watched the gold foil evaporate as she unwrapped the bar. “Good for the environment.” Tasting, she savored each bite. “Mocha.” Sedona nibbled slowly. “Can’t get this taste without being chipped.”
    “I’m not chipped, Sedona. Ship replicator.” He decided on the simplest explanation.
    “Space ship?”
    “Celestial. Looks like a space ship.”
    “Where is it?”
    “Not anywhere close to Area 51. Or any ET facility.”
    “Are we headed there, Volcano? Your ship?”
    “Not yet. It would be too dangerous for both of us.”
    “So. Let me get this straight. Dark Masters are after us, not merely their minions.”
    “Minions up to Masters.”
    “Why not just eliminate the Masters? If you know who they are.” Sedona let him reposition her, so he basically cradled her on his lap, her head resting on his shoulder.
    He had to be six foot, at least and brawny enough, but his physique appeared most suited to martial arts. Goddess, it had to be ages since a man actually touched her this way, held her close this way. Man? He was still a boy in her book.
    “All in the divine timing. Right now your protection is my duty.”
    “Great,” she murmured, feeling a bit drowsy, “just what I wanted to be—someone’s duty.”
    “Rest, Sedona. We’ll need to travel a long distance.”
    “Where?” she murmured, feeling a relaxation she hadn’t known in years.
    “Nowhere. Everywhere.”
    “Volcano, you’ve got all the answers,” she whispered, the need to sleep irresistible.
    “No, you do,” he whispered.
    They required each other on Earth, the joining of their essences, their force greater than the whole. Their synergy would be their salvation. Subtly, he encouraged her frequencies to him, and combined his force with her. Volcano wasn’t prepared for the sudden jolt of pleasure. He soared fiercely without wings.
    He was glad she didn’t know. Her exhaustion prevented knowing, and feeling his pleasure. This time. As soon as he could, he flashed his awareness back to her vehicle. Agents in SS Black tore it apart, searching like hellhounds. They also scoured with electronic devices, gathering all available DNA.
    The woman appeared quickly on the scene, model slim, but of average height. Wearing a black trenchcoat and black fedora, she obviously held a position of high rank. Instantly the team leader approached her. “Special Agent Chokynkos, only an off-gridder. No evidence of rebel activity. Here is the report so far.”
    Special Agent Chokynkos authoritatively gripped the palm device, glanced. “She is a woman of interest to Homeland Central. Where is she?”
    “As my report details we believe she was aboard a flyer cycle, behind the rider. They have disappeared. Rider had an escape route planned. We had surveillance until the drones were lost. Drones are up now, searching.”
    “If you capture them both alive,