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moved to Tony’s other side, roughly
helping him stand. I reached in my back pocket, calling my favorite
troll.
    “Olivia,” Myrtle answered. “What can I do for
my best client?”
    I like guns, knives, swords, crossbows—okay,
so anything that can kill or maim. Some women collect shoes. I
collect weapons.
    “Hi Myrtle, I was wondering if you’d consider
delivery for your favorite customer?”
    “What do you need and where?”
    “I need equipment that can detect cameras and
listening equipment.”
    The noise on Myrtle’s end died. Apparently, I
had her attention. “Do I even want to—actually, no. I don’t want to
know.”
    I laughed, “We are on Airmark Field outside
of St Ann.”
    “Give me twenty minutes. I’m also charging
you a delivery fee.”
    “Twenty minutes, that is impressive,” Logan
commented as we entered an empty hanger, following Tony.
    I sat Tony down gingerly, though Logan did
not mirror my actions. Tony sat dazed.
    “What is wrong with him?” Logan asked,
turning to survey the area with his superior hearing.
    “Humans react differently to my powers.
Unlike Supernaturals, they take a few hours to rebound.”
    Logan twitched his head toward the far left
corner. So we weren’t alone.
    “Come and get Tony,” I called out.
    Even I heard the shuffling and muffled
voices.
    “Seriously assholes, we don’t have all
fucking day,” I grunted.
    Still no one came out.
    Logan tilted his head, listening, before he
laughed. “They’re scared.”
    “I suppose they aren’t completely idiotic,
then,” I muttered.
    “Maybe they were after another X-rated video
of you, Olie,” Logan joked.
    I turned to him, hands on my hips, mouth
hanging open in shock.
    “Too soon?” He cringed.
    I could have been mad at him. It would have
been easy to let my humiliation at that video overshadow
everything. Instead I rolled my eyes. “And who do you think I was
going to be giving a repeat performance with?”
    His gaze met mine with an alluring
half-smile, and I couldn’t help the flashback to the kiss he had
given me, my cheeks warming.
    I wasn’t claiming my heart had healed up
perfectly from the devastation known as Blake. Hell, just the
thought of him had my smile slipping. Logan was dangerous. He
wasn’t a quick fuck to get my rocks off, he was an emotional
attachment and I wasn’t sure I was ready for that again.
    “Are you going to kill us?” a small voice
squeaked out, breaking our moment.
    “No, but we are going to sue you,” Logan
replied evenly, arms crossing over his broad chest.
    A red head peeked out from a door in the
back, his stature hunched and meek.
    “Technically, you can’t since your status as
a citizen hasn’t been approved,” Meek replied.
    “Mine was never in question,” I replied.
    He pushed his glasses up, taking a few steps
forward. “After that little demonstration, I’m doubtful of your
species.”
    I narrowed my eyes.
    Logan rummaged through Tony’s pockets,
pulling out his ID and sticking it in his own pocket.
    “Any video gets leaked of this event, and we
will find you and make you pay. Legally,” he added as an
after-thought.
    I’d make him pay in blood, but let’s not put
that on tape to come back and haunt my ass.
    I shrugged. “I’m agreeable to that.”
    A car horn honked behind us.
    “Supplies are here,” I announced. Casting a
look at Logan, I turned my back on Tony and his friend. In the
Supernatural community, turning a back on an enemy was
disrespectful. It was a sign that we didn’t perceive them as a
threat.
    Logan and I moved away. Neither of us was
comfortable that the situation had been handled, but we had things
to do, and scaring the daylights out of two feeble humans wasn’t
high on the list.
    Myrtle’s lilac hair glowed in the morning
sun, her dark sunglasses protecting her delicate eyes.
    “Olivia, your fans not satisfied with only
one sex tape?” she joked.
    I groaned. This wasn’t going away for a
while.
    “I’m pretty