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virtually impenetrable.”  He looked satisfied, as if that explained everything.
    “ That’s what makes your place so damned safe?” I scoffed. I was astonished he would think blessings were good enough protection from future assassins. I had very different ideas. “No offense. I know I’m in a church and this is probably bad mojo, but seriously, Lucian! God takes care of those who take care of themselves, and I have never heard of a blessing stopping a bullet. Faith is great, but you’ve also got to use your brain. I’m sorry, but I’m going home. I promise I’ll lock my door and not talk to strangers.”
    His eyes narrowed as he paced the length of the room. He looked like a caged lion, all golden and furious, ready to rip me apart. Then he stopped. Closing his eyes, he put his hand on his forehead and growled with frustration. “My home is safer!”  he yelled, continuing to pace. He threw his arms in the air, clearly ready to throttle me. “You foolish woman! Seth cannot set foot on my land!”
    He turned to me, he was getting pretty upset. But that wasn’t really my problem. I was sick and tired of this shit! I was done talking about it because it made no sense.  I mean, come on, if Seth were after me, would he have given me his card? A thing any police force could easily trace back to him, seeing as it had his phone number on it. Wouldn’t he have accosted Ann? Evidently, that was the shortest way to get to me.
    I hated to say it, but, I didn’t know Lucian anymore than I knew Seth, and that made him untrustworthy. Not only that, but I was still unconvinced that Lucian was a very sane person. I had to get out of here. I’d already wasted too much of my time.
    “Lucian?” I began, as an idea formed. “Could you please get me some water and maybe an aspirin? This room is making me feel claustrophobic. I think I should lie down.” I gave him my most pathetic, sickly look and flopped limply onto the cot.
    He nodded. Concern knitted his brows as he rushed from the room.  
    I didn’t know how far he would have to go or even if the church still had people in it, so I grabbed my shoes and slipped quietly from the room.
    I heard voices. I said a small prayer of thanks and ran in my stocking feet to the main entrance. I smiled to the scattered people who noticed me, sparing a quick glance behind me to make sure choir boy was still playing fetch. I stopped in my tracks. He was leaning against the wall, mostly hidden by a long curtain. His muscular arms folded across his chest. A scary look of contempt marred his lovely face. He didn’t move a muscle; he was letting me go. A small traitorous part of me felt slightly offended that he didn’t run after me. I was sure he didn’t want to cause a scene by tackling me again. I frowned at him and quickly reached for the door.

 
     
    SIX
     
     
    Dark clouds blotted the sun, threatening another thunderstorm.  I could smell the rain falling miles away. I wanted to stop and savor the metallic scent for a little longer, but I was forced to enter the stale little world of my Nova.
    I unlocked the door and got in. Lucian may not have wanted to cause a scene inside, but the parking lot was pretty dead. No one would have noticed him banging me on the head to drag me back to his cave.
    I pulled into my drive a little after eleven. My shift at The Edge didn’t start for several hours. Sitting behind the wheel, I pondered my bizarre night. The entire experience was so surreal; it was hard to make sense of it.  
    I got out of the car as small droplets of rain began to fall. Taking my four little steps in twos I unlocked my door. The house was just as I’d left it.  The faint smell of popcorn hung in the air, making my stomach growl. I entered the kitchen and inventoried the refrigerator. As always, it was practically empty.  I grabbed a lonely yogurt and quickly scanned the expiration date. It was expiring by the second. I went for it. My stomach may or may not pay