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    Sure, she made a lot of money, but money wasn’t something that she craved. She didn’t covet the things that money could buy. The only thing Ali wanted more than anything else was not to be found by other Asazi. So far on Earth, she’d encountered none, thankfully.
    The one thing that made her sad was that she never saw the dark, sexy stranger again. She wished she’d reached out now. If only to figure out why he made her body and mind react to him.
    She’d dreamt about him, but it was such a removed dream, as if she’d been watching herself with him through another person’s eyes.
    She turned the key in the ignition and noticed that, for the first time since she’d started the job, she wasn’t having that sensation she had every time she left work—a feeling of being watched. It wasn’t unlike the night she saw the dark stranger, just not as intense as when they’d locked eyes.

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    B rohm stood ramrod straight , his body tight.
    “Greetings.” Thane kept his curiosity from showing.
    Brohm crossed his arms. “How are you?”
    Like he gave a damn how Thane was. What was his agenda? “Fine.”
    “Shall we go to your place?”
    In the near distance, Thane could hear the knocking of Ali’s engine, by now familiar to him and his extrasensory hearing.
    His home was the last place Thane wanted to go with Brohm. No place at all would be his preference. He glanced toward the direction he knew Ali was driving, a longing expression fleetingly passing over his face. He caught it quickly and went stoic once more.
    Thane nodded to Brohm. “We can.” Damn it. He hoped all would go well with Ali, then cursed himself for being a silly, love-struck fool. Why would anything go wrong? It never had. She always made the early morning drive without incident.
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    A short flight later , Thane was opening the door to his apartment and gesturing for Brohm to follow him in.
    “To what do I owe a visit from the senior Brethren?” Thane dove into the heart of the matter. He was far from eager to have a social visit with Brohm before delving into the cause of his visit.
    “How are things with The Other Side?” Brohm asked, his expression saturnine.
    “That’s not why you are here.” Thane crossed the room opened the sliding glass door that led to the balcony, pulling sheer curtains in front of the glass. A balmy breeze blew the curtains open.
    “True. It is not.”
    Brohm stalked in front of Thane, pacing from one end of the room to the other in a loose elliptical shape, his typical Brethren robes flowing behind him, wing slits hidden in the folds. He was an imposing figure, the way the fabric clung to the muscles he had plenty of. Thane would not like get into a scuffle with him, they were too evenly matched, with the exception of Thane’s death-dealer training. Thane wondered what Brohm knew of his training, if anything. The desire to ask burned at him.
    Brohm stopped pacing and faced Thane. “There has been talk. I thought I should check on it myself.”
    That wasn’t very specific. Was this a fishing trip? Thane narrowed his eyes. “Go on.”
    “That Asazi have left Kormia again. And come to Earth.”
    “Impossible,” Thane exclaimed. Shit. He’d forgotten to contact the Kormic Elders for a status check. Damn it . His mind had been so tied up with Ali. He scrambled for a response. “I’ll double check on this.”
    “I expect a full accounting of your findings.” Brohm rubbed his jaw with long fingers, his eyes full of suspicion. “By the day after tomorrow.”
    “Of course,” Thane responded. Will you get out of here, already? Thane was hoping he could make a quick pass over Ali’s complex, to make sure her car was in its place and she was home.
    Brohm nodded, flung the curtains aside, pushed his robes off his wings, and stepped onto the oversized balcony. With a brutal sweep of his wings, he was airborne and flying into the night, away from the moon.
    Thane followed Brohm onto the balcony,