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"Uet "Is there so if there was soe Apparently she should have beenfrom her and walked over to the rooht, the room with the books Emma followed hione and so was the room Well, not precisely, the room was still there, but it looked completely different The walls were bare and painted a bland, soothing war you’d find in a nicely appointed dentist’s office
"What happened to the books?" she asked "And the Tiffany larin "My lord liked the room, so we moved it for him"
Eh" He dropped her gy room and indicated the purse over her shoulder "You can leave that here for now, too"
"It’s got my laptop in it"
He winked "It’ll be perfectly safe here Honest"
Emma scowled as she felt embarrassment heat her cheeks She let the purse slide down her ar
Louis nodded and gestured down the hall behind the stairs "They’re in the gym Come on, I’ll show you"
Emma opened her ym--but Louis took off so quickly that she found herself hurrying to keep up She followed hiht under the stairs It intersected a brightly lit corridor that seeth of the house in either direction Louis turned right and kept going, glancing once over his shoulder to make sure she was still with hiht here, when it had been so quiet and eht, and it had been like whispering in a church But now the house was filled with noise For one thing, it sounded like so down the walls upstairs, and she could hear shouts and thu from below her feet, presumably in the base renovated She caught the startled glance of a big black guy orking over a drafting table in one of the rooms she passed And another man--or a vampire?--this one shorter than she was, and wiry, nearly bowled her over as he raced out of a doorway right in front of her and headed back the way they’d co her breath froeneral direction of the front door
She jumped at the sound and looked anxiously over her shoulder, but Louis rinned as he spun to face her and walked backwards a few steps "Don’t worry, Ms Duquet It’s just a bit of re Coe, wide-open, high-ceilinged rooinally been a banquet rooym it currently was The va on the floor, but they hadn’t had time to paint She could still see the discolorations on the walls where huge artwork of soiant , which certainly had never been intended to witness sweaty vaold brocade drapes pulled over every ith velvet swags and twisted gold rope tiebacks
"Stand over here," Louis said quietly, and E on out on the ainst the wall on the sidelines They studied her distrustfully until Louis did so, and they all turned their attention back to the center of the room Emma followed suit and blinked at what she found there Two i pants, their feet and chests bare, were engaged in a blazing martial arts battle that moved back and forth across the room so fast they were almost a blur One had short dark hair, she could see that ht her breath
It was Duncan And the other fighter was his lieutenant, Miguel And to call what they were doing a fight didn’t do it justice It was h no doubt it would have been deadly if they’d wanted it to be The two of therace, as they snapped out kick after kick, seeed tactics toas many hits as he took E flesh echoed off the bare walls, some of the hits so powerful she knew a huo She stifled a gasp, hand over her uel connected with a hard fist to Duncan’s jaw, his head twisting with the force of it But it didn’t stop hi around and up into the air, one leg flying out like a battering rauel hunched under the blow and staggered briefly, then caht face-to-face onceback and forth across the floor, neither of theoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>