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immortality.”
    “And if I don’t want to
be immortal?”
    There was a long silence
that seemed to come over the room, until she finally dropped her hands and
looked back into those inflamed golden eyes that had lost whatever spark of
humanity they possessed.  All that was left was the feral beast.  Lena froze in
her seat.  But it was in her head that the dark voice spoke and behind it a
yawning pit of loneliness opened up to swallow them both.   I will not go
back to existing without you.  Would you truly send me back there?
    “No,” Lena finally
answered him, wiping the escaping tears from her eyes and looking away from
him.  “I would not want that for you.”  Then she sucked in a breath and raised
her chin, meeting his eyes once again.  “But I am not the only one that has to
say yes, am I?”

CHAPTER FOUR
     
    Lena made sure he was
gone from her mind as well as her presence, then jumped up and headed for her thief’s
stash.  She would not have much time before Lo either checked on her mentally,
or came back from his meeting.  She was supposed to stay in the suite; everyone
was here by special invitation and with the agreement that they would abide by
the rules set forth. This included confining themselves as much as possible to
their suites until the auction started.  With all the delegates assured of
Alliance security and forbidden either weapons or guards, the hotel would
either be the safest place she could be, or a huge target for someone.  Either
way, she had questions that needed answers and she could only get them from
Captain Jackson Ambar, and without Lo along to heat things up with his
pheromones.  That meant she had to get out of the suite and past the Alliance
security without raising any flags that would get them kicked out, or
arrested.  She might be out of the assassin game, but that did not mean she had
lost her edge.  And she needed this.  Lo may think she was destined to belong
to two men, but she was still having problems with the first one; she was not
about to take anything for granted.  She also got the feeling Lo was all for
pressing the hot captain into service whether he wanted it or not, and that
would be eternal service, if Lo had his way.  So, she had some questions for
Captain Jackson Ambar, and she was going to get the answers.
    First, she had to get out
of this heavily sensored room and find the captain in charge of security, while
avoiding his security detail.  One thing at a time.  She located the sensor
relay position and shorted it.  Eventually someone would notice and fix it, so
she had only a few minutes to get clear.  She was already removing the vent
cover for the air circulator.  She was in it and beyond the room’s axis point
just as she heard the sting of the power slipping back on.  Apparently, the
Alliance security were paying attention.  Good to know, and as there was no way
to short the sensors from outside the room, getting back in was going to be
tricky.
    Lena moved through the
ducts with purpose.  She made no noise despite the cramped space, and made no
wrong turns thanks to the mobile sensor she wore under the skin of her right
wrist.  She knew Jackson was probably docked in his marine defender at the space
dock, so that was what she aimed for.  She just hoped she could get there and
do what she had to do before Lo realized what she was up to.  He had warned her
not to make any attempts to contact him telepathically, as The Collector probably
had something that monitored for that.  So here was hoping his meeting went
long.
    ***
    Lo Cordan was not used to
waiting. He especially loathed waiting for beings he detested while leaving his
Pletar alone without the ability to communicate with her by mind.  First,
because he knew The Collector would have sensors that could detect it, and he didn’t
want him to know what she was to him.  Second, the room was shielded against psychic
probes, so even if he gave in to the need to check on