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every time. History can and will repeat itself.” He leaned back. “I felt it was my duty to warn you.”
    She sneered. “Your duty ? Puhleeze. You haven’t spent centuries living like I have. You might think differently if you’d been in my shoes. Not that you were ever around to see what I’ve had to go through.”
    He waggled a finger at her. “That’s the kind of entitle d attitude that got your mother bitch slapped all the way to Tavares. Consider yourself warned.” He angrily pushed back from the table and walked down the hall toward the bathrooms. She watched as he glanced around, then touched the amulet around his neck and disappeared.
    No one else saw him.
    Bera fought back her nearly overwhelming rage. Her hands trembled as she grabbed her glass of water and took a deep , gulping drink. How dare he?
    Spoken like a true Olympian asshole. Well, she’d show him.
    She’d show all of them.

Chapter Three
     
    Kal sat at the end of the conference table. Her boys, as she euphemistically referred to them, were all gathered around the table—Will, Aidan, Jeff, Purs, and Gery. As well as Cabrio, some of their production assistants, and other volunteer investigators.
    She briefly thought back to her early days with the show, before all…hell…broke loose. When she couldn’t pay Will to show up at a production meeting unless she bullied him into it. Of course, she didn’t know then what she knew now.
    He looked up from his notes, met her gaze, and winked. A warm , tingling sensation filled her body.
    Oh, yeah…
    When the network camera crew arrived, Kal started the meeting. This was a preproduction meeting, because their next shoot would take place tomorrow night at an old office building going through major renovations, not too far from their office just north of downtown Tampa. She would go out with Aidan after the meeting to scope the place and plan their equipment placement.
    Smaller homes, especially if they were close to the office, weren’t usually checked out ahead of time in great detail. Frequently, for smaller structures, they chose to send out their volunteer caseworker with a preliminary film crew to mix up the show a little. Only if the structure was large did one of the archdemons personally visit the site ahead of time, usually Aidan or Purson since their skills were the strongest in that regard. It saved them setup time and allowed them to focus on the areas most likely to provide good film opportunities for the show.
    While the show made it look like it all happened on the fly, the truth was they’d usually mapped out all equipment placements and handed out investigator assignments before the night of the investigation so they could maximize use of their time in the building. Whenever possible, they set up most of the equipment several hours ahead of time, leaving just enough for the network crew to film for the episode. Some buildings were so large and had logistical challenges requiring hours of preparations that would cut into their investigation time if they didn’t preset.
    In her months working on the show, Kal had quickly developed her own style as her confidence increased. Ryan assured her the show’s high ratings were genuine, not manipulated by him, and that he was quite pleased about that. He wasn’t the only one, she had to admit. The fact that her first big job, even with the unusual circumstances, was a smashing success had bolstered her confidence.
    Having Will’s love and support behind her didn’t hurt either.
    She loved that he took a hands-off approach and let her do her job. He never tried to play on their relationship to get his way. He never played the “because I’m a heckuva lot older than you” card. He never argued with her or overruled her in front of others. Heck, he never overruled her at all.
    I’m a lucky, lucky lady.
    She glanced at Will again and caught his smile. Dang, she’d thought that louder than she meant to. He’d heard her thought.
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