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in hostile
territory.  Who knows if the place was wired for sound.  They had both been
careful to say no names, no sense pressing their luck.  He briefly took the
time to forward the e-mail to a dummy account and then did his best to erase any
signs that they had been there by wiping the machine.  Short of setting it on fire,
it was the best they could do in the situation.  Logan motioned to the door. 
"Let's find out."
    He
watched her look him over, and he did the same for her.  No blood on either of
them, in fact neither had a hair out of place.  He watched her appreciatively
when she leaned down slightly and replaced her baton in a custom sheath just
above the inside of her knee.  Then made the folded paper she held disappear in
the same way.  He had no idea how she had retrieved the weapon without anyone
noticing, but then again when she leaned over like that a man’s eyes
automatically went other places. 
    And it
must be said the woman was fast. 
    He would
find out later he was sure, when he had the time and space to peal that dress
off her and discover all her secrets.
    When
they were both satisfied they looked the part of partygoers, they slipped out
the reinforced steel door and headed back to the party.
     It was
only as they rejoined the crowd briefly on their way out of the house that
Logan realized what was niggling at the back of his head.
    Logan
realized then that her eyes had not even shifted for the fight.  He knew his
had shifted to wolf gold more than once with his emotions.  It was rare for a
shifter to show enough control to keep the animal out of such a fight, but he
had a lot of practice under extreme circumstances.  Clearly, she had even more
than he did, because not only did her eyes not change, but neither had her
scent.  Not once did he smell her animal peeking out during the violence or the
threat beforehand.  How the hell did she manage that?

CHAPTER THREE
     
    Xena
looked around the apartment with a little amazement.  As far as she knew Logan
and his people had no business affairs in this part of Europe, but it was clear
the house was more than a rental.  The security system was top of the line, and
she should know, she had circumvented enough of them.  The view of the city
center from the window was impressive as were the modern amenities mixed with
old world charm.  Clearly, the Lionsgate pack, or Logan himself, was not
hurting for money.
    She
lifted a brow at the multi-key system with both a retina scan and voice
recognition.  She looked at Logan who was staring at her with wolf gold eyes as
soon as the door closed behind them and the security system was set.  "You
people don't mess around."
    "Security
is our business," he said.  His mind was clearly on other things.  From
the burning gold of his eyes, he had already moved to the sex portion of the
evening.
    "Whoa
there cowboy," she said when he took a step toward her.  Her hand up to
stop him in his tracks.  Xena took a step back just to be on the safe side. 
"You want to tell me what kind of business you’re in that you have
dealings with men like Jiri Kral, and safe houses in countries I have no record
of you ever visiting?"
    Logan
cocked his head to study her.  "Record?"
    "Did
you think I wouldn't find out everything I could about my mate before deciding
if I wanted to take the plunge?"
    The air
around them suddenly went static.  "Deciding?" Logan asked mildly
enough, not fooling Xena in the least.
    She
watched him, ready to move if he came at her, but something told her that was
not really his style.  She had a feeling that when he made his move, she
wouldn’t see it coming.  "I haven't decided if I want to be mated
yet."  Then she went on and gave the wolf’s tail a good yank, not sure why
she felt compelled to challenge him, but she didn't stop the impulse. 
"And whatever you think, I am more than an animal to be lead about by
chemistry.  If I choose not to mate, you won't have a say in