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“Don’t
let me stop you.”
    She headed for the door and Niall rose
slowly to his feet, a goofy grin on his face. “Have a great day,
brother.”
    “You as well.”
    Thane watched as Niall followed his mate and
shook his head. Niall had changed. He was the epitome of a good
man. He always had been. It kind of made up for the actions of his
brother, Max, who was somewhat of a loose cannon. Niall was the
nice guy, the one who never lost his temper, and the one who had
patience in spades. But when Niall met Charlotte, he suddenly had
an edge. Not one that made him difficult, just one that made him
sharper. Charlotte had a unique set of gifts and if Niall had been
a lesser man, their marriage could have been disastrous.
    Thane smiled and grabbed his cell phone. It
was time to call his “man.”
    “Hello, Thane,” Wallace said, cheerily.
“What can I do for you?”
    Thane chuckled. “Actually, I’m wondering if
you can find someone for me.”
    “Of course I can. Who?”
    “I don’t have much.” He rubbed his forehead.
“A name and nationality…general description, that sort of
thing.”
    “No worries. Just give me what you
have.”
    Thane gave Wallace what he knew and then
moped around the hotel suite while he waited. The London premiere
was in two days and tomorrow would be full of more interviews and
press before he’d get a break. Once the premiere was done, he could
go home; however, it was the first time in a very long time that he
wasn’t interested in escaping to his cottage. Right now, he wanted
to find his mate and go about wooing her so they could go home
together.
    He poured a glass of whiskey and stood at
the window overlooking Piccadilly. His thoughts turned to Sydney
again, wondering where she was. He couldn’t imagine she was far if
she’d ended up in his hotel. At least, not so far he couldn’t get
to her relatively quickly.
    Dropping his forehead to the cool glass, he
closed his eyes and focused. Maybe if he could settle his mind, he
might be able to speak with her. His natural gift of empathy should
give him that ability, but he wasn’t sure how it worked with a
human.
    He didn’t have long to try as his phone
buzzed in his pocket seconds later. “Yes.”
    “I can’t find her,” Wallace said.
    “What?” Thane asked.
    “She’s either some kind of a computer hacker
or someone’s hiding her. She doesn’t really exist.”
    “How the hell does she not exist?” Thane
snapped. “Charlotte found her on Facebook in a matter of
seconds.”
    “Well, she’s not on Facebook anymore.”
    “Shite.” Thane rubbed his forehead.
    “I’ll keep looking, but I doubt we’ll find
anything today. I’ll call you as soon as something changes.”
    “Right. Thanks.”
    Thane hung up with a frown. Grabbing his
drink, he flopped onto the sofa and continued to try to connect
with the elusive Sydney Warren the old-fashioned, non-technical
Cauld Ane way.Thane rubbed his forehead. "ok in a manner of
seconds."
    * * *
    The next morning, Sydney knocked on her
uncle’s office door and entered when bid. Uncle Cary was a large
man with salt-and-pepper hair and a deep voice that both terrified
and comforted most people, depending on his mood.
    “Good morning, love,” he said, and rose to
his feet, hugging Sydney gently. “How did you sleep?”
    “Okay.” She sat in the chair opposite his
and smiled. “I think I’m ready for all this yuckiness.”
    “It’s not so bad, Sid. I promise. Your
parents organized everything remarkably well, so you have several
options. One of which is to do nothing, at least for the
moment.”
    “Ooh, I like that option.”
    Her uncle chuckled. “I had a feeling you’d
say that, so I gathered all the information and saved it here.” He
handed her a flash drive and a manila file. “Plus I printed
everything out. Should you have any questions, let me know.”
    “You’re a lifesaver, Uncle Cary. Thank
you.”
    “Anytime, love. Now, we need to talk about
something