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gazes collided. He had eyes the color of the shadows in a rain forest, verdant and filled with mutable hues. His eyes widened in surprise as she continued to engage his gaze, and something inside Bobbie couldn’t resist taking a step toward him.
    It was almost as if he was a magnet drawing her in, but she wasn’t a piece of some malleable base metal, she thought, checking the impulse to continue to his side. Resisting the pull, she leaned back against the car and waited for him to make the next move.

CHAPTER
4
     
    A dam didn’t know what to make of the attractive young woman standing in the parking lot, eyeballing him.
    He hadn’t noticed her when he had first left the building, too involved in the e-mail exchange spewing onto his smartphone. But as he had gotten closer to the woman, he’d discerned a different vibe in the air, almost like the low hum of power emanating from a live electrical wire. That made him pause to search out the source of that buzz, and there she had been.
    Tall and rangy, with eyes the color of whiskey, he thought, as he met her arresting gaze. All around her was a bright aura of sapphire blue, more powerful than any he had ever perceived in another human.
    He blinked, thinking it had to be a figment of his imagination or possibly glare from the car behind her. Although it was an older vehicle, it was buffed to extreme shininess and the chrome trimmings glinted a silvery blue in the sunlight.
    That was it, he told himself, and yet he felt as if there was almost a physical connection stretching across the twenty or so feet that separated them, a connection that she must be experiencing also, he thought, as her aura seemed to brighten the longer they stared at each other. It limned her curvaceous body. An amazingly womanly, but powerful body.
    She took a step in his direction and he found himself doing the same, his gaze still locked on hers. All of his attention focused on the fascinating woman just a few feet away. He was so intent on reaching her that he failed to notice the van parked in the visitor area and directly in his path. He didn’t observe the side passenger door sliding open, but he couldn’t ignore the oversized man who exited to block his way.
    Adam was tall, but this man had quite a few inches on him in both height and width. His arms, neck, and chest were massive and corded with thick, powerful muscles quite capable of inflicting serious physical damage. The man stood on legs with thighs as thick as tree trunks and most likely as immobile.
    As Adam examined the man’s features, he noted the ragged scar running along the man’s jawline. The scar was silver with age, but no less fearsome for that.
    Adam jerked back a step, feeling threatened not only by the man’s physical presence, but also by the blood-red aura of dark energy surrounding him. The air around Adam crackled with it, so potent was the force.
    Suddenly a similar sensation raked the hackles along the back of his neck, propelling a chill through his body.
    As Adam turned, he realized there was another man behind him, as big and brawny as the first. Hisbody was encircled with a crimson aura that screamed trouble.
    “What do you want?” Adam asked. If this was a mugging, he would give them whatever they needed to avoid injury not only to himself, but to the young woman who was suddenly heading his way, her gait hurried and yet awkward.
    He realized she was using a cane and physically disabled, but she was still proceeding toward him, unmindful of the threat. That only made her even more vulnerable, which meant he had to act carefully to protect her.
    “We want you, Mr. Bruno,” the first man answered and laid his thick hands on Adam’s shoulders. With that first contact a blast of power surged through Adam.
    It was like being stung by a jellyfish, only one with ten thousand volts, Adam thought, as his body jerked from the shock, and burning pain erupted at the spot where the man had grabbed him. With each