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our secrets. I’d catch him watching me with a strange expression sometimes, and I figured he was waiting for me to abandon him like everyone else. I really hated it that I was about to do exactly that.
    â€œDid you get off early?” He touched my cheek and I stepped back, wanting to be farther from those trusting eyes. There was no escaping what I had to do, but I wasn’t looking forward to seeing his face shut down, and watching whatever faith he’d regained in people bleed away because of me.
    â€œNo.” I shifted feet and tried to think how not to make this sound like a rejection. It wasn’t his fault that my life was spiraling down the toilet. Again. “I have to tell you something important, and you need to listen and do what I ask, okay?”
    â€œYou’re going.” I don’t know how he knew. Maybe I had that look. He’d probably seen it before.
    â€œI don’t have a choice.” By mutual consent, we moved out the back door to the paved surface surrounding the stairs to street level. Not much of a view, but at least it was quieter. The air smelled of rain, but the downpour that had been building all afternoon was holding off. If I hurried, maybe I could make the bus station before getting soaked. “You know how I told you that I had some bad things happen a while ago?”
    â€œYes, but there is nothing to worry about now. I’m here.” He smiled, and I didn’t like the look in his eyes. I didn’t want him fond of me, didn’t want him to miss me. Damn, this wasn’t going well. I decided to quit trying for subtlety; it wasn’t my strong suit.
    â€œThere’s some serious stuff going down soon, and I have to be gone before it hits the fan.” It wasn’t much of an explanation, but how do you tell someone that the vampire gangster who raised you and who you tried your best to destroy has put a price on your head? There was no way Tomas could understand the world I came from, not if I had all the time in the world to explain. “You can have the stuff in the apartment, but take my clothes to the shelter. Lisa will put them to good use.” I had a momentary pang for my carefully assembled wardrobe, but it couldn’t be helped.
    â€œCass . . .”
    â€œI’ll talk to Mike before I go. I’m sure he’ll let you bunk here for a week or two, in case anyone drops by the apartment looking for me. It probably wouldn’t be good for you to go back there for a while.” There was a studio apartment at the top of the building left over from the era when owners sometimes lived over their businesses. Mike had used it fairly recently, so it should be in decent shape. And I would definitely feel better knowing Tomas was staying there. I didn’t like the idea of a bunch of enraged vamps descending on our place looking for me and finding him instead.
    â€œCassie.” Tomas took my hand gingerly, as if afraid I might snatch it away. He thought I was uptight about being touched since that initial misunderstanding. I’d never corrected him because I didn’t want to give the wrong impression and, frankly, it was easier to behave myself if I kept a little distance between us. He didn’t need to be hit on at home as well as at work. “I’m coming with you.” He said it calmly, as if it was the most logical thing in the world.
    I didn’t want to hurt him, but I could not stand there and argue the point with an assassin after me. “You can’t. I’m sorry, but two people are easier to find than one, and besides, if I’m caught . . .” I stopped because I couldn’t think how to tell him how bad it would be and not sound like a raving lunatic. Of course, he’d probably seen enough weird things on the streets to make him more open-minded than the cops, who treated anyone who started talking about vampires as a druggie or a psychotic. But even if I could figure