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able to get a flight tonight. It might take a day or so. I’ll have to drive to Vegas and fly from there.”
    “I have another idea.”
    “What?” A knock interrupted us. “Hold on, room service is here with my dinner.”
    I opened the door to find Misha, all six foot six inches, smiling down at me with his phone pressed to his ear. “Why don’t I just come pick you up?”
    * * *
    I glared at Misha while he polished off every bite of the food room service delivered shortly after he showed up at my door. I ended up ordering another meal, since I wouldn’t get a bite of the first one. His demon metabolism let him eat enough food for a family of five. I didn’t bother asking him how he’d found me, since Misha was a techno-genius. He’d probably traced my phone.
    As usual, his blond hair needed a trim and his perpetual razor stubble made him appear menacing. Even though his eyes were icy blue, they were warm and smiling as he reached over and ran his hand through my newly chopped hair. “Still purple, I see. I like your new haircut. I have never seen it this short before. You look like a pixie.”
    I wondered if it was an offhand comment, or if there really were pixies. But I wasn’t going to let him distract me. “You’re pretty sure of yourself to just show up here.”
    He took the last bite of the chicken wrap and swallowed. “No, I’m sure of you . Sure you’d come home to help Trina.”
    “How did you get here?”
    “Flew on a private jet to the Mesquite airport.”
    I scowled. Something didn’t make sense. “Nicholas would never foot the bill for that. Where did you get the jet?”
    “Griffin. Since you didn’t answer his call last night, he thought a more direct approach was in order.”
    “He couldn’t just leave me a voice mail? What does he think is going on?”
    “He doesn’t know what to think. Since the Connors are protected as part of his pack, he has his own people working on it as well. We think it’s possible this is linked to the group that took Trina last summer.”
    “I thought the shifters killed the poacher who kidnapped her?”
    “Poachers often work in teams. Only one was caught.” Misha checked his watch. “We need to get moving. I told the pilot we would be back in an hour.” He glanced at the packed duffels. “Were you already going somewhere?”
    I ignored his question. “Give me a couple of minutes, and I’ll be ready.”
    He gazed at my plate. “If you aren’t going to finish your food?”
    “It’s all yours.”
    We took a taxi to the local airport. As promised, the plane sat waiting for us. I had never flown on a private jet before. Griffin wouldn’t tolerate anything less than first class, and the accommodations were swanky. The cabin had leather chairs and a small galley, and the pilot met us at the door and shook my hand before closing himself inside the cockpit.
    I sank down in the cushy leather seat, and Misha plunked down next to me. Within fifteen minutes, we were airborne. Misha took my hand and smiled. “I am so glad you’re coming home.”
    I answered cautiously, “I don’t know how long I’m staying, so don’t get too excited.”
    He patted my arm. “Of course.”
    “How is everyone?”
    “Good. Jean Luc is the same as always. He wanted to come get you as well but thought one of us should stay in town. Dolly is still working the front desk at the office. She misses you.”
    I snorted. “Yeah, right. We weren’t exactly close.”
    “Even so. She says there is too much testosterone in the office now. She’s at a disadvantage.”
    “I doubt it. She’s used to dealing with you and Jean Luc.”
    Misha hesitated for a second before blurting. “Jason is working with us now, too.” He watched me expectantly.
    “Wow, it didn’t take long for Nicholas to find my replacement.”
    Misha frowned. “No one can replace you.”
    I let that go. “Nicholas trusts him?”
    “I know your first exposure to Jason was not positive.”
    “Not