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don’t know his last name though. Gaven Walker, my boss, may know.” She answered the officer and held back a smile at the sound of Gaven’s name. Although he evoked good feelings in her soul, now was not the time to show them. This was a serious matter.
    A smile crossed his face. “You his new night manager?”
    It was obvious that he knew Gaven. Maybe smiling wouldn’t be a crime after all. “Yes.”
    “Good to know. I’ll give him a call tomorrow and see if he knows the man. Do you have a place to stay tonight?”
    She held up her new key. “It’s been taken care of.”
    “Good. Are you all right?” Concern laced his words.
    “Yes, thank you. It was probably just a random hit. And from the looks of it, the person didn’t think I had anything worth stealing. I guess I should be insulted.” Now that she knew he knew Gaven, she felt more comfortable around him.
    The officer chuckled. “I don’t think that was it. The person could have been looking for a certain item and thought for some reason you had it. Some criminals actually have buyers lined up before they take an item. The person who rented this room before you may have had whatever the criminal was looking for.”
    “That makes sense.” She was surprised when the other officer came in a second later carrying a few large bags.
    “We need to gather up all your stuff and move you to your new room,” he said in a fatherly tone that made her think he must have children.
    With their help, all her stuff was bagged, and she was moved into the other room within thirty minutes.
    She locked the door behind the officers then plopped down on her bed. It looked like tomorrow she was going to have to go apartment hunting. That was going to be tough on a Saturday. No rest for the weary. Damn, she had really wanted to laze around all day tomorrow and possibly try to conquer at least one spell. How could she pass down information if she never learned one stinking spell?
     
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    Gaven ended the call he’d just gotten and felt anger stir under his skin. Someone had broken into Katarina’s hotel room, and she hadn’t called him. Didn’t she know he needed to know when these things happened? Didn’t she know he could help her? Did she think he was connectionless?
    His mind went into a frenzy of activity. The first thing she was going to need was a place to stay. There was no way he was going to let her stay at that hotel. Lunn. He would know where to get her into an apartment quickly. Punching a speed-dial button, he called his buddy.
    “Hi, Gaven. What’s going on?” Lunn’s voice sounded sleep laden.
    He looked at the clock and realized it was just seven in the morning. That would be early for Lunn if he worked at his club last night. “Sorry about calling so early, man. I just received a call from Donny. He told me Katarina’s hotel room had been broken into last night. I can’t believe she didn’t call me. Does she think I’m weak and can’t help her out? Have I done anything that screamed wussy? Doesn’t she know I need to know immediately when bad things happen to her? This is unaccepta—”
    Lunn’s voice cut him off. “Are you in love with her?”
    Stunned into silence, he pondered the question. Surely not. He couldn’t be. He didn’t do love. It rarely ended well. “No. She’s my employee, and I need to know when things happen to them.”
    “So what you are saying is that if I want to bring her to my house and play with her, you wouldn’t have a problem with it.”
    His heart thudded heavily. “You can’t play with her—ever. She’s my employee. You know I don’t have sex with the people who work for me.”
    “First off, I’m not you. Second, forever is a long time. Third, you could fire her if the temptation turns out to be too great.”
    “Hell, no. She’s damn good at her job. Do you know how hard it is to find a good manager? Let alone one as smart as she is. If I can’t have her, neither can you. That’s only