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becoming a civilian business owner.
    He hadn’t had time to fully consider all the angles, but on a soul deep level he trusted Carl Phillips. All he could do at this point was send up an impassioned plea to the Universe because even though he and Carl had both earned more than their share of negative karma, Cecelia had not. A small kernel of hope had sprouted in his heart when he’d heard Carl was coming to Dark Desires. Is it possible he’ll be as captivated by her as I am? They’d always liked the same people when they were younger, so maybe… Just as Cam started to explain what he was planning in St. Maarten, a soft knock sounded at the door. Well, there’s no time like the present to find out if my suspicions are right.

Chapter Three
     
    Standing in the shadows watching the activity of the club, he could almost feel the energy shift. Yes, the package had stirred things up for sure. Maybe now Ma ster C will start to see the truth. He should have never married that woman. He isn’t being true to himself. Women are the root of everything evil. All the teachers at school had said so and he’d listened. Craig had always listened to his teachers because their words were the only ones that could chase away the demons that wanted to fill his mind. Even now he knew he had to keep listening to the Father at church or the demons would start talking to him again, and he hated what they asked him to do. To messy. The coopery smell of blood always made him ill. The circles of stone, the candles, the damned chanting. It was all so messy. He hated messy. No, everything needed to stay clean.
    Shaking his head to throw off his straying thoughts, Craig Allen refocused on what was happening around him. He had waited years for this chance, and now that he’d finally taken it, he felt almost giddy with anticipation. He’d worked at the club for three years—three long years of waiting for the owner to recognize him. Master C still didn’t realize they’d known each other years ago. Craig didn’t know how long he might have waited if he hadn’t been standing outside Master C’s office one afternoon and overheard him discussing the possible sale of the club. Once again, Craig was grateful he’d taken a job on the custodial staff even though he certainly didn’t need the money. But agreeing to the menial position had been a stroke of genius because he’d quickly discovered service personnel were virtually invisible. And that invisibility allowed him access to each and every one of Dark Desires’ inner sanctums. Being five foot seven and slender, meant he wasn’t imposing enough for anyone to notice. He kept his brown hair covered with a cap most of the time, adding another layer of invisibility.
    Craig watched as a man entered Master C’s office, he looked familiar but he didn’t know why. A short time later, Craig watched as Dr. Barnes entered the club, she looked pale and worried. Good, perhaps she will prove to be as brilliant as everyone claims and leave while she can.
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    Carl had been trying to fit together all the pieces he was gathering but he hadn’t been able to unravel the puzzling interplay between him and Cam. Riddles, codes, logic puzzles, anagrams—hell, they’d all been child’s play for him as long as he could remember, but Cameron Barnes had always been the one person whose actions he’d never fully understood. Most people were boringly predictable once you’d gathered enough information, but Cam had always operated so far outside the norm there wasn’t a pattern to base any prediction on. The man was holding something back—probably a lot actually, but Carl was so knocked off base and disconcerted by their meeting, he really wasn’t able to sort through all the thoughts and emotions moving at the speed of light through his head.
    There had been brief moments during the time since he’d stepped into Cam’s office when he’d felt a distinct connection with his former friend. But more often