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As Jagr stepped through the door, Styx was on his feet, his lifted brow revealing he ell aware of his coh not to cor revealed Duncan’s atteotiations with the Weres, and the cur’s pro sister

As he finished, Styx pulled a cell phone from his pocket and swiftly dialed Salvatore’s nuuan entering the rooaze on Styx’s i form as she halted beside him, not that it mattered She had only to be near for him to drown in her jasmine-scented presence

With an audible snap, Styx closed his phone and stuffed it into the pocket of his leather pants Perhaps not surprisingly, Regan took a step closer to Jagr

Styx was overwhel his stark features, and his massive body tense with annoyance, any creature not brain-dead would be wary

Either unaware, or si the prickles in the air, Styx lifted a hand to s nearly to his knees

Darcy was never going to drag the proud va with Duncan is set for dawn," Styx revealed, his voice hard "He refused to offer the location"

"Refused?" Jagr shook his head "Arrogant dog"

Styx grimaced "He has proclaimed it Were business and I have no authority to interfere, although Darcy may have a different opinion when I tell her"

"Good God, you actually listen to your r frowned, but Styx see "Believe me, it was a hard-earned talent," he adlared at his king Traitor

"Do you intend to return to Chicago?"

Styx briefly closed his eyes, testing the air "It is too late tohis eyes "And I would prefer to clean up any loose ends before leaving"

Jagr gave a dip of his head "Speaking of loose ends, I have an imp to track down"

"The dawn is only two hours away," Styx warned

Jagr patted one of the nu"

"I will join you" Styx took a step forward "Once the ian found It could be the re curs have returned there"

"Which an said, a s her lips

"There’s no need We can follow your trail," Jagr said, unable to halt the futile words even as Regan was sticking a finger in his face

"Don’t even start I’ at one another, until Styx est you let it go, old friend," Styx warned, leaving the rooive into the inevitable Regan was a force of nature he didn’t kno to control

In silence, he followed Styx out of the lair and to the waiting Porsche parked in the circle drive He even an clier seat

He’d barely shut the door when Styx revved the powerful engine and hurtled ther strongly suspected was a smile of amusement

What the hell happened to vampire solidarity?

Bastard

At least the car was able to ht speed, and directing Styx through the back roads, he at last held up his hand

"Stop here" He pointed toward the frilly house on the corner "The tea shop is just ahead"

The Porsche came to a halt, and they cliwood that was currently decorated with a familiar, albeit considerably worse for the wear, truck

Styx studied the ruined vehicle with a lift of his brows "Tane’s?"

"It was" Jagr glanced toward Regan, as looking decidedly guilty "Your handiwork?"

"Hey, I’d never driven before" She gave an aard lift of her shoulder "Besides, it was already a piece of junk"

"I would suggest you keep your keys close at hand, my lord," he said, dryly