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doesn’t seem to make any difference. You would think that me telling them they really don’t want me back until this fuss is over and probably not at all after that, would be enough to get them to shut up and leave me alone. They’re like Pavlov’s dogs. All they can react to is the rise and fall of the index.” He grimaced.
    Kate squeezed his knee sympathetically.
    Patrick’s cell phone chirped, the back of it squeaking across the marble as it vibrated. He scooped it up off the coffee table and felt his own grimace form. It was the front gate security post. He sighed. “Now what?” He answered the phone.
    “Sorry to bother you, Mr. Sauvage.” Billy’s calm tone filtered through the cell phone, sounding in control and collected as he usually did. “There’s a guy here who is insisting on entry, only I don’t have him on any of my lists. His ID says he is Dominic Castellano and it’s the most fake driver’s license I’ve ever seen. My snot-nosed baby cousin could put together a better ID than this. He insisted I push his request up higher.”
    “Dominic is legitimate,” Patrick told him, although he filed away the information about the fake ID to consider later. Dominic was human and had no need for fake IDs like the vampires did. Although he did come from somewhere in South America and it was entirely possible that his presence in the United States was not legally sanctioned. That put another small question mark against Dominic’s name, together with all the other small questions that Dominic had generated in the few times that Patrick had ever met him. However, Nial employed Dominic and Patrick trusted Nial completely. Therefore, he had to give Dominic a degree of trust by extension.
    That didn’t mean he had to like it.
    Patrick squeezed the cell phone with his fingers. “Put Dominic on the main list, please, Billy.”
    “Sure thing Mr. Sauvage,” Billy said. One of the things that Patrick liked about him was that Billy, once given an order, always followed that order to the letter.
    Patrick put the cell phone back on the coffee table. Everyone was watching him expectantly. He shrugged. “I believe Nial is sending more information.”
    Roman rolled his eyes. “More changes?”
    Kate, who had a tablet as well as the clipboard in her hands, hefted the tablet. “I don’t understand why he couldn’t just email the information to us. Then he’d know that we had it. Sending messages seems a little bit old-fashioned. Or is that just Nial?”
    “I believe that’s just Sebastian,” Garrett said. “Emails can be hacked far too easily and none of this must get out before we want it to.”
    Patrick had seen more than his fair share of secret launches, special promotions held in reserve until sprung up from the public and all the security arrangements that went with them, but the planning around this particular occasion had been excessive. “I think everyone is being paranoid,” he said. “Maybe it’s justified on this occasion.”
    Kimball and Efraim, the two vampires that had come with Garrett, Roman and Kate, were standing near the door to the big lounge area. How these two were standing was not quite guard-like. However, when footsteps sounded on the tiles outside the door, they both straightened, their attention caught. While nothing had been said openly, Patrick knew that they were guarding the door all the same.
    It was more of the same overly paranoid security arrangements. Because it was his room and because he was trying to control the people in it, he was grateful for the vampire guards, who were much more efficient than any human security he could possibly hire.
    The man whose real name may or may not be Dominic stepped into the room. Patrick glanced at him and felt once again the small shock he always received whenever he saw Dominic. Since the man had regained his hearing—or rather, since Winter had given him the ability to hear despite his permanently damaged eardrums—Dominic seem