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met, as well as myself. I just don’t think she trusts us.” He grinned. “You two should have a lot in common.”
    Luc snorted. “Right. Does this Corinne think you’re going to make a snack out of her?”
    “Something like that.” Rafe nodded to the paper Luc still held. “That’s why we’ve given you her information, rather than telling her about you and suggesting she help out. We think things might go a bit more smoothly if you practice a wee bit of discretion when you ask for her assistance.” That didn’t sound quite so helpful. “What do you mean by ‘discretion’?” Rafe’s grin flashed quick and sharp and full of humor. “Lie.”
    “Oh, that’ll make it easy to get on her good side. What, is she supposed to help me get Seoc back to Faerie out of the goodness of her heart?”
    “If I were you, I wouldn’t mention the word ‘Faerie’ at all.” He sighed. “I don’t have time to spin an elaborate story to pacify some human who’s afraid of her own shadow. My goal is to find Seoc as quickly as possible and get him out of Ithir as quietly as possible.
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    That doesn’t leave me with a lot of time for pussyfooting around.”
    “I’m not suggesting you do.” Rafe raised his glass to his lips. “I’m also not suggesting you think of Corinne as being afraid of much of anything.”

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“Ava, you terrify me.”
    “You’re a wuss.”
    Corinne drained her glass of wine and rolled her eyes. “Still, if this is the revenge you have planned for your models for missing one shoot, I’m pretty sure I don’t ever want to get on your bad side.”
    “You’ve been on my bad side before. You survived. Though I do reserve the right to inflict further revenge as I deem necessary.” Ava crossed her elegant, silk-covered legs and leaned back in her immaculate white armchair. “Actually, Leena and Marlie have each missed two shoots now, which not only puts them on my shit list, it also qualifies them for a lower step on my pay scale. I don’t dick around when it comes to business.”
    Curling her legs up under her on the matching white sofa, Corinne had a fleeting hope that her black socks wouldn’t stain the upholstery. No matter how many times she visited Ava’s apartment, the flawlessly decorated, spotlessly white surroundings always managed to make her feel like she’d just been rolling around in a mud pit. And that made her want to actually go roll around in a mud pit and track it all over the apartment, but that’s just because she was spiteful.
    “You’d think anyone you represent would know that,” she said, setting aside her empty glass and rebalancing her notebook on her lap. “Are these the same girls who reported being stalked by—er, by the…”
    “By the Lucky Charms guy? Yes, although they described him as something a little closer to the guy from the Tolkien movies.”
    Corinne made a face. “So I’ve heard. Did they file police reports or anything?”
    “Hardly. That would have required brain power and clear thinking, for which neither of these girls has the capacity.”
    “That doesn’t explain why the first person you decided to call about the whole situation was me.” Ava shook her head. “It wasn’t a matter of choosing between you and the police, darling. The police couldn’t do anything, since the girls had no evidence of any crime. I called you because I thought that if the situation extended outside of my clients’ empty heads, someone in your line of work would have heard of it.” She leveled a meaningful glance at her friend. “Clearly, I was correct.”
    “Unfortunately.”
    “So, what’s going on?”
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    “I have no bloody idea.” Setting her notebook aside, Corinne let her head fall back onto the sofa cushions until she stared directly up at the plaster-detailed