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drive me away. She drove me crazy. It was leave or kill her. I’m sure Lilith wouldn’t appreciate me killing her daughter.”
    Lucifer tilted his head and shrugged. “What’s one less female?”
    “Yeah, right. Lilith would have both our heads. What’s so special about this human?”
    “Why do you think she’s special?”
    The corners of Jacque’s lips turned up in a smile. “Ah. Now I see...female.”
    “I need you to go pick her up tonight.”
    “Luc, I don’t want to deal with the human, especially now I know it’s a female. Find someone else.”
    “You don’t have a choice. You’ll find her at the Night Haunt.” The red glow in Lucifer’s eyes intensified.
    “Fuck! I’ll go pick her up. How will I know her?” Jacque ran his hand through his hair in frustration. Luc wasn’t going to give in.
    “You’ll know. And hands off.”
    “I told you. I don’t do humans. Too many emotions.”
    “She’ll be waiting for you at eleven. Oh. She’ll be training with the new recruits.”
    Jacque rose from the chair, stretching his hands behind his back, feeling the pull of his tight, worn muscles. “Good. I’ll drop her off at headquarters.”
    “You’ll be training this class.”
    “Fuck me. You’re killin’ me here.” Jacque wasn’t ready to deal with Bell yet. He still carried the scars from their breakup. Going back to headquarters meant seeing her again.
    Lucifer chuckled. “You’re just not agreeable tonight. Make sure you have a drink or two when you get to the club to calm down. I don’t want you scaring our new friend. Her name’s Angelique Dias.”
    “The supermodel?”
    “You know her?”
    “What guy doesn’t?” Jacque sat on the cot and pulled off his boots, half-smiling at the image of his new charge.
    “Remember, you don’t do humans.” Luc’s heat spread through the room.
    “Don’t worry. Too many headaches. I had enough problems with Bell, and she’s a demon. I’m taking a break from females for a while.” Jacque rummaged in his duffle bag, pulling out a pair of black jeans and a blue T- shirt. “All right, I gotta get going if you want me to meet your human on time.”
    Humans were fickle creatures, unable to control their emotions, especially the women. Their emotions put his equilibrium off kilter. He became nauseous thinking about the turmoil their hormones created. Jacque dreaded meeting Lucifer’s new project.

    ***

    The cabby honked his horn outside the house. Ten o’clock came fast. Angel hadn’t taken this much time to get ready since before the accident. Tonight was her new debut. The cabby let out a whistle as she folded into the backseat of the cab.
    “Wat be ya pleasure, miss?” he asked in a smooth island tone.
    “To the Night Haunt on South Shore. Please.” She rewarded him with a smile for the appreciation he’d shown. The night of her accident was the last time someone whistled at her. The attention made her giddy.
    “Dat be a rough place for sucha fine lady. Maybe I take you to a bedda club, no?”
    “No. I’m supposed to meet someone there. I’ll be fine.”
    The cabby stole short glances in the rearview mirror throughout the trip. Once they arrived at the club, he jumped out of the cab to open Angel’s door. She forgot how nice it was to have someone cater to her. She paid the driver, plus added a handsome tip.
    The club resembled an old bayou juke joint. Angel feared she might lose a heel to the battered plank bridge leading to the entrance. She couldn’t afford to replace a seven hundred dollar pair of Jimmy Choos, so she carefully maneuvered across the bridge. A wave of heat welcomed her as she opened the door. The tall blond-haired bouncer with a bronze tan filled the doorway with his body. Angel threw him a sultry grin and scanned the background. After paying the cover, she moved to the bar.
    It was still early. Only a few people were inside. Angel slid into one of the empty stools at the old teakwood bar. The vantage point