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with me.”

    “Why?”
    Chris paused to give him a hateful, sul en stare. “She thinks I’m a drug dealer.” Wulf was completely stunned by that unexpected declaration. Chris was barely six feet tal , with a gangly frame, and an honest, open face.
    The most “il egal” thing the boy had ever done was to walk past a Salvation Army Santa Claus, once, without dropping money into the kettle.
    “What made her think that?” Wulf asked.
    “Wel , let’s see. I’m twenty-one, and I drive a custom-built, armor-plated Hummer worth about a quarter mil ion dol ars, with bul etproof tires and windows. I live on a remote, massive estate outside of Minnetonka al alone as far as anyone knows, except for the two bodyguards who trail me whenever I leave the property.
    I keep weird hours. You usual y page me three or four times while I’m on a date to tel me to get down to business and give you an heir. And she accidental y saw some of your oh-so-wonderful toys I picked up from your weapons dealer in the cargo storage.”
    “Those weren’t sharpened, were they?” Wulf interrupted. Chris was never al owed to handle sharpened weapons. The fool might cut off a vital body part or something.
    Chris sighed and ignored the question as he continued his tirade. “I tried to tel her I was independently wealthy, and liked to col ect swords and knives, but she didn’t go for it.” He pinned Wulf with another glacial stare. “You know, there are times when this job real y bites. And the pun was intended.” Wulf took his bad temper in stride. Chris was perpetual y irritated at him, but since Wulf had raised the boy from the instant he was born and Chris was the last surviving member of his bloodline, Wulf was extremely tolerant of him. “So sel the Hummer, buy a Dodge, and move into a trailer.”
    “Oh, yeah, right . Remember when I traded the Hummer for an Alpha Romeo last year? You burned the car and bought me a new Hummer and threatened to lock me in my room with a hooker if I ever did it again.
    And as for the perks… Have you bothered to look around this place? We have a heated indoor pool, a theater with surround sound, two cooks, three maids, and a pool guy I get to boss around, not to mention al kinds of other fun toys. I’m not about to leave Disneyland. It’s the only good part in this arrangement. I mean, hel , if my life has to suck there’s no way I’m going to live in the Mini-Winni. Which knowing you, you’d make me park out front anyway with armed guards standing watch in case I get a hangnail.”
    “Then you’re fired.”
    “Bite me.”
    “You’re not my type.”
    Chris tossed a wrench at his head.
    Wulf caught it, and dropped it to the floor. “I’m never going to get you married off, am I?”
    “Damn, Wulf. I’m barely legal. I have plenty of time left to have kids who can remember you, okay? Sheez, you’re worse than my father was. Duty, duty, duty.”
    “You know, your father was only—”
    “Eighteen when he married my mother. Yes, Wulf, I know. You only tel me that three or four times an hour.” Wulf ignored him as he continued thinking out loud. “I swear, you are the only man I’ve ever known who missed the whole teenage hormonal surge. Something’s not right with you, boy.”
    “I am not taking another friggin’ physical,” Chris snapped. “There’s nothing wrong with me or my abilities other than the fact that I’m not a horn-dog. I would rather get to know a woman first before I take my clothes off in front of her.”
    Wulf shook his head. “There is something seriously wrong with you.” Chris cursed him in Old Norse.
    Wulf ignored his profanity. “Maybe we should look into hiring a surrogate. Maybe buy a sperm bank.” Chris growled low in his throat, then changed the subject. “What happened tonight? You look even more pissed now than when you left. Did one of the panthers say something nasty to you at their club?” Wulf grunted as he thought about the Katagaria panther pack