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what I thought might happen, but I’m not much of a strategist. Good for you guys,” she said, beaming. “Better to just work something out now.”
    “Oh, I don’t think that’s why we’re here,” Connor muttered, leaning against the stove. “We’re here to talk though. I hope she’ll take that seriously.”
    “Lucy’s pretty serious,” Zoey replied, glancing at Tal. “About everything. I won’t tell you about what happened to the last person who came here and wasted her time.”
    After what felt like hours, heavy footsteps from the front porch drew everyone’s attention, and the woman they'd been waiting for walked through the doorway to the kitchen, her male doppelgänger at her side. There was no mistaking the leader of Campbell.  
    Lucy Campbell was tallish, with dark hair pulled off her face in a ponytail. She was pretty, with a soft mouth and high cheekbones but her grey eyes flashed intimidatingly around the room, set off by a smattering of freckles across her nose. Tal couldn’t help stare at her firm curves in a pair of tight worn jeans, beat up black leather boots and a fitted navy blue t-shirt that shouldn’t have drawn as much attention to her breasts as it did. The boy at her side was taller than her, but had a certain gentleness to his expression which didn’t command respect or attention—Lucy was quite the opposite. Her body language was designed to be ferocious.
    They had to be twins. Tal felt ill-informed about a lot of things.  
    “Sorry to keep you waiting,” the boy Campbell said, a small grin on his face. “We had some problems with a calf stuck back in the woods.”
    Connor scurried to his feet and approached the male Campbell first, which Tal immediately knew was a grave mistake. “It’s great to meet you—”
    “Cole. Cole Campbell,” he replied, almost shyly.  
    “Cole.” Connor nodded, shaking his hand heartily. “Connor. And you must be—”
    “Lucille. Lucy,” she replied flatly, glancing at Tal, and then Juan, but not offering her hand. “Zoey, did you get them something?”
    “I thought I’d wait for you,” she said quietly, a knowing grin on her face. “Since I knew you’d need to eat too. There’s leftovers in the fridge.”
    Lucy smiled back at her. “Thanks, you. We’ll eat at the picnic table.”
    Tal decided Lucy Campbell was not conventionally beautiful, as they took their seats at the picnic table behind her home and he’d had a little longer to look at her.   It was the kind of beauty that took a few minutes to absorb, he decided, the complete opposite of most of the women he knew through the movies. What was more interesting to him was the way the others looked at her. Rough, strong, manly men watched her with the most profound respect he’d ever witnessed.
    “You look at all women like that?” she suddenly said, raising her eyebrows as she caught him staring. “Because we don’t here.”
    “And especially not that one,” the blond guy that had picked them up on the runway said. “You should see what she does to people that look at her like that. You want a goat kick to the balls, California?”
    “Shut it, Pete,” Lucy snapped, before turning her attention to Connor, Tal, and Juan. “Listen. I’m not exactly sure why you’re here. I don’t really do social visits. I’m busy.”
    Connor cleared his throat and Tal knew she intimidated him in a way he’d never been before. It wasn’t that he hadn’t had reason to be, Connor just wasn’t very smart sometimes. “Well, I thought we could work something out, since you seem to be looking to expand, and—”
    “What could we work out?” She shrugged. “I could stop, you mean. Leave your sandbox alone.”
    Cole glanced at his sister, then looked at Tal sympathetically. “Ce, come on. We should hear them out.”
    “You’re lucky our other brother isn’t here. He’s got the temper.” She shifted in her seat and smiled at Zoey, as she spread out sandwich fixings on the