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and you'll wish you were dead. I promise you.” Jules dropped him to the ground before Morgan realized his feet had been off it. He landed, breathing hard, and watched Hawkins disappear down the hall.
    So much for the warm welcome he'd hoped for.

    “Oh yeah. Making friends and influencing people all over the place.” Ava stood in the doorway and shook her head. “Come back in, and I'll fill you in on our happy little family. Just promise me you won't get killed before this mission is over. The last time you died, your mother nearly had a coronary. And she's twice as bad as Alicia.” Morgan winced. “You had to bring that up, didn't you?”
    “Yeah, I did.”
    Morgan pushed away the memories of the blood, pain, and darkness he worked so hard to hold at bay. Darkness that faded whenever he envisioned his kitsu waiting for him. “Well, cuz , let's talk about your new 'family,' then. Because I have a lot to do before my next death. And considering the trouble that circulates around this team, I'm sure it'll be a real doozy.” Ava sighed. “And the world just keeps getting crazier and crazier.”

Chapter Three

    Three days later

    “I don't see him. Oh, wait. There he is,” Fallon murmured as he squinted.
    The hour had passed two in the morning. The team sat at a picnic table on a small wooden deck overlooking the ocean. They watched through the darkness, across the waterway, studying the outer deck of a seedy bar. Under the light of a full moon, Morgan Reynolds finessed answers out of a smuggler wanted on several counts of robbery and extortion in the Carolinas, Georgia, and Florida.
    From their distance, no one would think them able to see anything of importance in the seedy bar on the waterfront. Except Circs could do what normal men couldn't. At this hour of night, sound intensified in the absence of so many people, sheltered inside from the biting wind.
    The roar of the ocean swelled around them, mirroring their frustration.
    “Hard to miss him and that big mouth of his,” Tersch muttered.
    Jules quirked a smile. “Jealous of his apparent charm with Ava?”
    “Of him? Yeah, right.” Tersch huffed, but Kisho shared a wide smile with the others.
    “What are you shits laughing at?”
    “Nothing.” Kisho didn't want Tersch to feel bad, but honestly, the man wore his jealousy for the entire world to see. “I don't think you need to worry about Ava. I don't sense a huge attraction there.”
    Tersch gaped and sat up straight. “Are you kidding? I saw Reynolds come out of her room at one in the morning . What the hell do you think they're talking about that late?”
    “Yeah, but have you smelled him on her?” Fallon asked.
    “Well, no. Not yet.” Tersch clenched his hand into a fist. “But when I do…”

    Kisho rolled his eyes. “He's flirting with her to piss you off.”
    “It'd be just like Ava to encourage him,” Jules offered, then asked, “What do you guys make of him?”
    Fallon frowned. “It's only been a few days, but the women seem to love him. I can't read him, and Olivia said it's like there's a huge wall around his emotions. Doesn't bother her, though.
    Just adds to some stupid appeal she says he has.” He snorted. “'Charming' isn't a psychic trait, nor is it a word I'd use with that dick.”
    “Amen,” Tersch agreed.
    Jules's lips flattened. “I can't read him either.”
    Kisho blinked. “No aura?”
    “No, it's weird. Even Mrs. Sharpe projects, but it's like he's holding back.”
    “On purpose?” Kisho knew some people had shields, or so Jules had told him. Even Fallon couldn't read everyone, nor could Olivia, though their exceptions seemed few and far between.
    Jules shook his head. “I don't know. I do know Mrs. Sharpe hired him.” Tersch frowned. “Keeping our distance isn't working. We need to get closer to the bastard and see what he's up to. Just because he might get us a few steps closer to Delancey doesn't mean he's golden.”
    Kisho nodded in agreement, focused on