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hesitation.
    “I’m afraid that I don’t know what to tell you,” Angel said. “Yes, she had been here, but I do not have any more information than that for you. I’m sorry I couldn’t be of more help.”
    “Could you perhaps tell me the nature of her business here?”
    “No.” Not even if it wasn’t against policy.
    “You have been most helpful,” the man said with a sneer. “I will take my leave of you now. Thank you, Angel Knight.”
    Angel watched as the man left the property. There was something that definitely wasn’t right about him. Not only did Angel not know what he was, other than the same thing that Leigh was, but there was the stench of malice surrounding him. He didn’t trust him, didn’t like him, and was worried about his true intentions toward Leigh.
    Angel fished his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed Samuel Corbin’s number. “Hey Samuel,” he said into the receiver. “I need you to send someone over to Leigh Harmond’s place to keep a watch on her for a bit…..no, I’m going to take a few men and go there myself….Thanks buddy.” Angel snapped his phone shut and turned toward the stairs where Rebel’s frantic shouting was ringing loud and clear.
    It was time to let Rebel loose. They had to go warn Leigh.
     

FIVE
    “Let me the fuck outta here!” Rebel roared. He had heard the conversation with the visitor downstairs. “Betrothed my ass!” Rebel shouted. No way. No fucking way in hell. Leigh was his woman. Not whoever the hell had been downstairs. He had to get to her. To warn her. Even from upstairs, Rebel had heard the malevolence in the man’s tone. He could hear the possessiveness there. This jerk really thought Leigh was his. Whatever he wanted with Leigh, it wasn’t good. But as far as Rebel was concerned, Leigh did not belong to this creep. She was his woman, not this Merrick’s. And it would be a cold day in Hell before Rebel let any harm come to his woman.
    Rebel jerked against his chains and roared in defiance.
    Be calm, Mon Ami , Angel’s voice said in Rebel’s mind. I’m coming already .
    “Hurry the fuck up!” Rebel bellowed. Angel glided into the room on that note, graceful as ever. He moved on silent feet, liquid in his movements. He was dressed to fight in his leather pants and heavy boots, two long blades adorning each hip.
    “I am going to release you, only if I can trust that you will be calm. Do not make any rash decisions.” Angel wrinkled his brow and rubbed his forehead. “Can I trust you?”
    Rebel’s chest was heaving with the effort to draw enough air into his lungs. His whiskey eyes were wild with rage. His hair was sticking to his forehead, wet with sweat. But under Angel’s watchful eyes, he slowly began to calm. He stopped pulling at the chains that bound him and slowed his breathing. When Angel was sufficiently satisfied that Rebel was at least in a solid state of mind, he continued.
    “We must go to Leigh. I don’t know who that man was, only that he isn’t who he claims to be. Whatever he wants with her, it can’t be good. I want you to go with me, if you can control yourself.” There was no way Rebel would ever forgive Angel if they left without taking him too.
    “I will,” Rebel promised. “I give you my word, Sir. I won’t disappoint you.”
    Angel searched Rebel’s face. His brother was telling the truth. He would control himself. Angel sent the mental command and the chains broke. The locks on the shackles popped open and Rebel was free.
    The furious vampire leapt off the bed in a movement too fast for the eye to see, his steel toe shitkickers on before Angel could draw another breath. Rebel wretched the closet door open and donned his shoulder holster, sliding the two matching Glocks into place. He had already pulled on his leathers, so the last piece of clothing to put on was his leather duster. He grabbed his black Stetson off the hat rack and placed it deliberately on his head. He looked like a modern day