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was slightly shorter and less vibrant . Although their silver gray eye coloring was similar Ramj’s was silver w ith distinct flecks of blue which would appear peculiar to humans.
    “Please call me Ramj.”
    “All Right, Ramj.”
    “How are they treating you in your new position?”
    “Good Commander…Sir… I mean Ramj.” Yan cleared his throat before starting again. “There is a new development that will require your assistance.”
    Ramj’s jaw tensed. Would the surprises never end with this assignment?
    “There’s a woman, Tiffany Sinclair. She’s a reporter who’s been in deep cover posing as a housekeeper.”
    “Come again ?” Of all the asinine things to do.
    “Apparently she’s after a different story than the one in your assignment. Alexi and his partner Enrique Cortez are heavily responsible for supplying cocaine in the western States. Her story could put them away for life.”
    “Does she know about the weapons?”
    “Not yet, but it’s only a matter of time.”
    Ramj cursed under his breath.
    “Does Habalov or Cortez know who she is?”
    “Thankfully not, but there’s been a few... um slip ups.”
    “Slip ups?”
    “Yeah, her editor contact ed the Drug Enforcement Agency a few months back. He gave them tips in exchange for the story’s exclusive once it broke.”
    “What about this Sinclair lady, wouldn’t it be her story?”
    “At first no one knew she existed. Apparently her editor failed to mention her when he was giving up the tips on Alexis’ activities. ”
    “So there’s already a case being built against Alexi?”
    “Against both he and Cortez, but compared to the weapons, the drugs are secondary.”
    “If the DEA has them under surveillance for the drugs why haven’t they brought them in?”
    “Luck mostly. The bastards must be part Leprechaun. Steve, her editor, promised another tip and we were sure we could get them or at least Cortez, but he never delivered the goods. That’s when th e weasel finally confessed his information came from an insider.”
    “Tiffany Sinclair?”
    Yan nodded.
    “Does he know how much danger he’s put her in by talking to the DEA?”
    “Frankly I doubt he cares, if she were a fatality it would just cut out the middle man and he could claim all the glory when the time came.”
    “Where is this human now?”
    “A safe distance away.”
    “Still no word from Sinclair?”
    “No, but I took the liberty of doing my own surveillance and she’s okay, nothing seems out of place.”
    “Maybe she caught wind of Steve’s slips.”
    “Perhaps, but we need to get her out of there quick before suspicion turns in her direction.”
    Yan reached into the inner pocket of his blazer and pulled out a photo.
    “This is the subject.”
    If Ramj had been prepared for it maybe his body’s immediate reaction would have been different, although he sorely doubted it. She was beautiful. Not in the classical sense of what one would describe as willowy nor the modern waif look. No, she had a definite pixish quality about her. The picture caught her as she and another woman loaded groceries into a waiting car. He’d zoomed in enough for Ramj to make out every detail of her soft face, from round laughing eyes to the slight dimple on one cheek as she spoke, long brown hair was tossed by the wind away from her face, as if God himself wanted to make sure her features were perfectly captured. An indescribable possessiveness took hold of him and his original assignment was temporarily forgotten. At that point his priorities changed and he knew he had to get her out of Alexi’s reach by any means necessary.

 
    Chapter Four
    “I must say I’m a bit surprised to see you didn’t join me so oner.” Alexi began as Ramj settled into the wing-backed chair opposite him.
    “Oh?” He watched with displeasure as the man p icked up an oval shaped platter; he reached in his shirt pocket for a small square shaped plastic bag packed with a white substance. Ramj