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out of her mind. Normally, Gia Roberts would be handling this but she'd disappeared and Winter had simply passed Gia's work on to Kara. Since she was Gia's assistant, Kara was the logical choice to take over her duties managing the region's businesses and real estate. Today she was buying several large pieces of property around the city and outskirts.
    With Ben rogue, all their compounds and safe houses were compromised. The only way for the hybrids to be safe was to start all over. She'd be meeting construction companies in the next couple of days. At least Gia had set it all up before she disappeared.
    Kara's heart sank when she walked into the conference room. The table stretched the length of the room, ten chairs on each side, and at the head of the table was a tall stack of papers. This was going to take more than a couple of hours. No wonder they'd told her to be there at nine. Her hand already ached and she hadn't even started. Sighing, she set her purse on the floor, sat and started signing.
    Several hours later, the heat and humidity engulfed her when she stepped outside. She glanced at her phone and groaned when she realized it was right in the middle of rush hour. There was no telling how bad traffic would be getting out of town. It was after six and all the building's side entrances were locked up so she had to exit from the front lobby and walk around back to the lot. Outside of the big revolving doors the street was bumper to bumper and horns blared. If only she'd finished thirty minutes earlier. Damn it. She shoved the phone in the side pocket of her bag, and stepped onto the sidewalk, almost walking through her mother whose shadowy apparition literally appeared out of nowhere. She was shaking her head, trying to tell Kara something but she no longer had the strength for verbal communication. She gestured for Kara to turn around.
    Tilting her head, Kara looked the ghost over. It had been so long since she'd attempted to talk to her that Kara wondered if she was even aware of doing it now. Something felt off though, so she didn't immediately discount the ghost's unexpected behavior. She turned to greet Mitchell and one of his pack members when they exited behind her.
    "Are you waiting for a ride?" Mitchell asked, clearly confused as to why she was just standing there.
    "No. Something just...feels wrong."
    She tried to shrug it off, put her hand in her purse to wrap around the comforting grip of her compact pistol and headed to her car. Dupree's paranoia was starting to get to her no doubt. Mitchell and the lawyer whose name she didn't know fell into step on either side of her and looked around warily as they escorted her to the corner of the building and down the alley to the back. She didn't see anything out of the ordinary but a frisson of unease went up her back and she was certain someone, or something, was watching them.
    But as much as she searched, nothing was lurking in the shadows. She was still relieved when they stepped out into fading sunshine and the four rows of parking spots were laid out in front of her. The lot was half full, with her car in a cluster in the middle. She pulled her gun out and shifted it to her left hand, feeling stupid for keeping it out but unable to ditch that nagging feeling of being watched, and dug out her keys.
    "Guess I'm imaging things," she muttered, as she put the key in the lock and twisted.
    Mitchell pulled the door open and she tossed her bag onto the passenger seat, waiting a minute for the oppressive heat to rush out of the car before she leaned in and cranked it, then turned the A/C up to full blast. She'd like to give it a couple minutes to cool down but that feeling of malevolent eyes on her was even worse. Suddenly alert, Mitchell lifted his face to the air and took a deep breath. His companion stood a few feet away and made the same gesture. Mitchell nudged her to the open car door.
    "Time to send you home, Kara. We'll handle this."
    He didn't say, but she