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Sidheon thundered. If it weren’t for the fact this man could be trusted to keep his secrets he’d have replaced him a long time ago, brilliant or not.
    “They were all lined up next to one another in the hallway. Everything looks so much alike. I—well, someone else must have taken your specimens by mistake. Or maybe the quality folks just got them mixed up. Don’t worry. I’ll find them, Dr. Sidheon. I’ll find them.” The little man bowed and scraped.
    “You had better, Dan, or I promise to peel your hide,” Sidheon hissed on a promise of pain. Lots and lots of pain as his incisors glowed a muted orange from the flame of the Bunsen burner on the lab table. He shooed the human away and watched him scurry towards the door, knowing the puny man was on the verge of peeing his pants.
    Sidheon strode out of his lab door, locked it behind him and made his way down the hallway. There were only four labs on this level and security up here was airtight. The cart couldn’t have gone far. He discreetly peeked through the small square window of each door, trying the handles as he passed. Where the hell were his experiments and all of his samples?
    He looked through the window of the last lab and caught sight of his cart, identifiable only by the purple bands around some of the tops on the glass vials tucked neatly into dozens of small boxes. The stainless steel cart sat unobtrusively off to the left side of the door leading into Dr. Carinian’s labs. Bloody hell.
    He pressed his forehead against the cold reinforced glass of the window, not bothering to try the door handle. If Dr. Carin wasn’t in her lab the doors stayed locked and dead bolted, even if she was in the building. Sidheon’s cool breath steamed up the window, momentarily obscuring the cart on the other side of the steel door. He needed to get it back before the good doctor had a chance to explore too much.
    He hoped he wouldn’t have to kill her, at least not before he had the chance to fuck her. A perfect picture of her equally perfect body formed in his mind, prompting a bulge to form at the crotch of his pants. Sidheon licked his lips at the thought of her luscious curves and miles of smooth-looking skin. And her scent. Spicy, clean, invigorating. Like allspice and ginger. He’d seen her working out a couple of times in the company gym when she was working late. Smart and beautiful, a rare combination these days, the woman had the firmest, sexiest ass he’d ogled in ages, literally. Though he’d enjoyed her from a distance with only an occasional polite hello, perhaps he’d take it a step further, reveal his desire for her. Then maybe show his true nature? Play with her awhile, like a cat waiting to pounce on its favorite toy. Something he’d never contemplated with a human. But if she played nice, maybe he’d bless her with some of his cock before he gorged on her blood.

Chapter Four
     
    Carin pushed the call button on the shiny double-doored elevator, smiling wistfully. Her mind drifted back to her trip to Colorado where she’d sat in a restaurant with Jon Bixler and talked about everything from favorite football teams to friends with fake boobies. She couldn’t recall the last time she’d felt so free or drawn to anyone who wasn’t family.
    An unexplainable sadness crept over her, realizing she’d probably never again see the man who’d made her laugh like a loon and treated her with so much kindness. She shook her head at her pity party, stuck her key into the elevator panel and pushed the button for the nineteenth floor. The doors were closing when someone called her name.
    “Dr. Derrickson? Hold the elevator please.”
    Damn it, not now. She groaned inwardly, immediately recognizing that voice. Her boss, Charles Martin, the last person she wanted to see. In all the years they’d worked together she’d always blown off his advances as nicely as possible, even when she’d returned his many gifts of flowers and chocolates. The man was