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Joe's Tavern
was a courtyard the establishment opened up in the late spring to accommodate
those larger crowds who milled around the area when it was warm. However, that
time was a few months gone, leaving the area an eerie collection of leaves precariously
dangling from skeleton limbs and vacant cobweb-covered tables and chairs set
among the crisp smells of autumn. The area would have made an excellent
location for a Halloween party, and Kat even thought about asking if they had
one, once her business concluded. Of course, that thought was not one she would
be acting on — nothing like waving a red flag over the location of a murder
scene to draw attention to you.
    About five hundred feet
upwind from the tavern's rear exit, Kat turned to face her pursuer, giving him a
smirk more sinister then any movie psychopath's. "Drake, imagine meeting
you here." The look and tone had been enough to make his eyes go wide in
realization, but still his arrogance got the best of him.
    "You should've just
disappeared when you had the chance, Katrina. Now you'll make me a hero. I can
see tomorrow's headlines already: 'Hero cop takes down murderous former
teammate in local shootout.' Hell, I'll probably get a reward."
    It was just like the egocentric
bastard to be thinking about his own benefits. That attitude had most likely
made him a prime target for the flip. Willingness to do anything for the right
price or benefit was in high demand with any asshole seeking to buy himself a
cop or two. However, it looked as if the supply was going to be a man down.
    Stepping back toward the
male she faced down, Kat ran her index finger along her lower lip as if to
remove a smudge of her passion pink lipstick. "Too bad you'll never see
tomorrow's edition," she told him with a raised brow, while pulling the
handgun and silencer from the holster at the small of her back. The shot was
quick and on-mark. A small blossom of red formed in the center of his chest
while his body crumpled backward.
    Kat put the gun away and
walked over to where the body of her former teammate now lay against the dark
pavement. Stepping over him, she looked up at Barak, who had been leaning
against the wall a few yards away, and smiled.
    "He always did talk
too much."
    The large male stared at
her with a look of pure satisfaction. Evidently, he liked what he had seen,
because those eyes said he was hungry for more than conversation.
    "I want you," he
said, moving toward her, the intensity of his voice sending a fresh flow of
moisture through her already throbbing pussy.
    Wrapping his arms around
her waist, Barak pulled her tight against him and captured her lips in a kiss
that demanded her submission. Kat's head swam with the intensity of his embrace,
and it was only moments before she gave herself over fully to his kiss. He lifted
her into his arms and began to move, but still his mouth danced upon hers until
she was certain the world was a mere blur around them. When he placed her on
her feet again and released her lips, she gazed around in awe and confusion.
    They were at the hotel's
rear elevator.

Chapter Five
     
    "How?" It was the only word she could get out
before the bell rang, signaling the arrival of the private elevator that would
take them to the upper floors. Kat's questions on the speed of their arrival instantly
swept away once Barak again captured her lips. His fingers slid across the
fabric of her bodice, tugging on the hard ridge of her nipples pressed against
the intrusive material. When the elevator opened at their floor, he placed both
hands beneath the curve of her ass and lifted while Kat wrapped her legs about
his tapered waist. Walking hastily toward the back bedroom, she was unaware of
the clearing throats and grins of the men who sat in the front room as they
passed, though she was certain she had heard one refer to Barak as 'lord'.
    Kat kept herself wound
tight around him until she felt the soft push of the mattress against her back.
He lowered her down