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McCain provided the
    second clue.”
    The warlock. Lucas had asked Gavin to do research on him. Although they’d
    never met, he was an immortal as well. “And how did that happen?”
    Mr. Smith shrugged. “Michael was a friend of Sara’s. I was too upset over
    Sara’s disappearance to ask how he got it.”
    “Do you have the third clue?”
    “No. And I’m not sure I want it anymore,” Mr. Smith said. “Four people have
    disappeared. Who knows if they’ve been murdered? And if that horrible
    Adam Baylor is involved, it might be better just to leave things be.”
    “That is the one thing we can not do,” Gavin answered. “If any of those
    relics fall into his hands, he will have the power to annihilate every human
    being on Earth. Please do not think I am exaggerating either.”
    “I don’t,” Chloe said from the sofa.
    Only his many years as a warrior kept Gavin from jumping out of his skin.
    Slowly, he turned to find her sitting up on the couch. “How long have you
    been awake?”
    She grinned at him, a dimple appearing in one cheek. “Long enough to know
    you’re hunting treasure that some international criminal wants as well. Geez!
    What a great story this will make!”
    Gavin leveled a mesmerizing look at her, but for some reason it didn’t take.
    She continued to look animated. “There will be no story, Miss Whitney.”
    She stared at him. “Like hell. That’s my friend lying out in the street. My
    reporter’s nose tells me it’s somehow tied in to this treasure thing.”
    He stared back. Of course it was tied in, since Sigurd was Balor’s pet, but
    how in the world would she know that? He gave her a penetrating look,
    meant to erase what she had just heard, but she remained unfazed. How
    very strange.
    Chloe stood up, raising her arms above her head to stretch, which also
    opened her fatigue jacket to show nicely rounded breasts jutting against her
    clingy tee-shirt. Did she have any idea of how enticing that was? She strode
    toward him now, her eyes never leaving his gaze. Another oddity. Most
    humans could not tolerate a vampire’s stare for more than a few seconds.
    She stopped just inches away from him, close enough that he could breathe
    in the scent of her spicy cologne.
    “I’m on this. Don’t even think of trying to shake me.”
    Gavin opened his mouth to respond and his enhanced senses gave him a
    whiff of her woman scent. His shaft engorged. Abruptly, he snapped his
    mouth closed before his fangs showed.
    He had an inkling that he had just inherited one more problem.

Chapter Two
    Balor rammed his cock down the prostitute’s throat hard, causing her to
    gag. “I said take all of me, damn you! Now do it!” Where in hell was his pet,
    Morgan, anyway? That was a whore who knew how to give good head, not
    like this slut. He should have known better than to pick one off the streets,
    but he didn’t like to leave traces.
    He looked down at her on her knees by the bed and thrust deeper. She
    gagged again, this time pressing her hands against his belly, trying to push
    away. Grabbing her hair, he snapped her head back. She cried out in pain,
    her brown eyes wide and frightened.
    “You don’t want to do what I paid you for?” he asked in a deceptively soft
    voice.
    She tried to nod. “I do. You’re just so big. Just let me take a little time—”
    “Forget it. I want something else.” Balor reached under the pillow and
    extracted a length of rope and dangled it between them.
    The prostitute eyed it warily. “Tying me up will cost you more.”
    He laughed. “Don’t worry. I’ve got money.” He patted the place beside him
    on the bed and she inched up to join him. “Turn around.”
    Hesitating for a few seconds, she did as he asked. Balor tied her hands
    behind her and shoved her face-down on the bed, fingering her ass.
    “Doing Greek will cost more,” she said in a muffled voice.
    “You seem to be more concerned with money than you do with pleasing
    me,” he said as he