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graphic artist’s rendering included.
    It nettled her that Cara
was his choice of photographers and Elena had felt obliged to use
her despite her better judgment. Was Julian setting her up for
failure? Elena wasn’t foolish enough to believe he’d given her the
project out of good will or confidence in her abilities. It was a
test and when she failed to produce the results, she was sure he’d
high tail it to David with his complaint. Elena just might lose her
job yet and she hadn’t held it for a full two weeks.
    “ What’s wrong now?” she
dared to question the temperamental photographer.
    “ Shh,” commanded Cara,
glaring at her as she moved toward Ravensong once again. “Let’s put
you here, Gorgeous.”
    She hooked her arm through his and led
him back toward the other members of the band, but rather than
allowing him to blend in, she set him on a chair in front of them,
her hands caressing his shoulders and chest in a mockery of
positioning him.
    “ I don’t think this is what
we want...” he began, but she shook a single finger in front of
him.
    “ You aren’t being paid to
think, baby, just sit still and look beautiful.”
    He started to say
something, then caught Elena’s eyes and looked away, his jaw
tightening in irritation and humiliation. Elena’s frown
deepened.
    Making a box out of her hands, Cara
backed away from them and put a hand out to her assistant for
another camera. She looked through the viewfinder yet again, then
shuddered and held the camera out to the assistant with an
impatient jerk of her arm.
    “ This just doesn’t do it
for me. Let’s take your shirt off, baby,” she said to
Ravensong.
    His eyes flashed to Elena
for help. Although it might cost her her job, Elena couldn’t deny
the look any longer. Chewing on her lip, she approached the
photographer.
    “ I don’t think that’s
necessary.”
    “ No one asked you to think
either,” remarked Cara without even giving her a glance.
    Rage spiraled through Elena and she
moved deliberately in front of Cara to command her
attention.
    “ Your tactics are not only
unprofessional, they are unproductive. You are two days behind
schedule and you haven’t shown me that you intend to catch up any
time soon.”
    “ You can’t rush
genius.”
    Elena’s brows lifted in
surprise. “Genius, is that what you call it? All I’ve seen so far
is your over-active libido.”
    Cara’s eyes widened in mock
offense. “What does that mean?”
    “ It means you haven’t taken
any pictures in the last two days because you’ve been too busy
putting your hands all over the lead singer.”
    “ How do you think I capture
his sensuality? I’ve got to get him in the mood.”
    “ I don’t think he’s in the
mood for anything but running away from you.”
    Cara gasped. “Since when do
you speak for him?”
    Elena moved closer and
lowered her voice so only Cara could hear. “What you’re doing here
is called sexual harassment and it’s illegal. Just because
Ravensong’s a man, doesn’t mean he has to put up with it nor do I.
Pack up your gear, you’re fired.”
    “ You can’t do
that!”
    “ I just did,” answered
Elena, turning her back on the photographer. She strolled toward
the band members. “We’ll take a two hour lunch break and meet back
here at three to finish the shoot.”
    “ You can’t do this!”
persisted Cara. “I’ll tell Julian.”
    Elena turned. “Go right
ahead. You’re still fired. Pack up your gear and get out before I
call security.”
    Cara sputtered, but seemed
to understand that Elena meant what she said. Waving a furious hand
at her assistant, she stormed from the auditorium and slammed the
door on her way out. The band members didn’t move, they simply
stared at Elena in shock. They all knew she had to make deadline by
tomorrow.
    Elena regarded them
placidly. “Take a break. We’ll finish up this afternoon. You have
my word on it.”
    Ralph broke the spell with
a characteristic laugh. “Hell, I