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never have guessed his cousin had a mate.
    â€œTwo of them, in fact.” His cousin snorted, as if he knew how ridiculous and unlikely that sounded. “Nolan and Lorelei.”
    Nolan Angelo was an assassin for the FBI, one Kienan’s superiors had tapped before to do their wet work. Not that the other man knew it, but it was something else Kienan didn’t say, so he focused on the other mate. “Lorelei Chase, the owner of Tail, is your mate.”
    Pierce waved a hand around at the wild activities taking place below them. “The one and only.”
    â€œHuh.”
    â€œThat’s what I thought, too, at first.”
    Kienan chuckled and startled himself with the sound. When had he last laughed and meant it as something more than a part of the charade? “Congratulations.”
    â€œThank you.” Pierce tapped his finger against the gleaming mercurite table. “Why did you retire?”
    â€œIt was killing me.”
    The words were abrupt, startling them both. He didn’t have to explain, though; his cousin understood. Pierce had been an agent for decades. They’d never been close, but he knew the lifestyle, knew what it cost a man. Kienan was grateful for that, at least.
    â€œYou can stay here with us for a few days, until you decide what to do with yourself.”
    Kienan blinked, surprised by the offer. “Thanks, I think I’ll take you up on that.”
    Pierce left their private balcony and went down to speak to the woman behind the bar, who nodded and tapped her fingers over a vidpad. He ran a single fingertip down her cheekbone, more affection flashing in his gaze than Kienan had ever seen from his cousin. Interesting. So that was Lorelei Chase. She was even more gorgeous in person than she had been in the holopics he’d seen in the intel file on his cousin. She was probably the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen, with auburn hair cascading down her back, wide green eyes, high cheekbones, and a body that could make a man beg to touch.
    It took no time at all to get his one bag transferred to a room in the technobrothel. He was staying in the private quarters, where the jades lived, not where they entertained clients. He’d expected to hole up in a hotel for a few days or weeks, but this worked out better for him. If Pierce had mates, that meant Kienan had . . . in-laws wasn’t the right term, but if they were mated to his cousin, they were family. Part of the Vaughn pack, though neither Lorelei nor Nolan was a wolf like Pierce and Kienan.
    He’d wanted some connection to people. It looked like he had it. Or something.
    He left his room to wander around Tail, learn the lay of the land. Pierce had been called away by a case, Nolan was apparently out of town on assignment, and Lorelei was busy, which meant Kienan had the chance to look around. Many of the doors were locked—taken by Lorelei’s jades and their clientele—but the main floor was crowded. And loud.
    The gaming tables were on one side of the room, and a long, curved polyglass bar took up the other side. He wended his way through the raucous gathering. It felt odd not to have anything he had to do, had to plan, had to think about. He didn’t have to worry about money for a while, didn’t need to hurry to find some other kind of employment. He was at loose ends for the first time ever.
    The very concept was unsettling.
    He wasn’t the type to remain idle for long, but he didn’t feel the need to rush into anything either. Slipping through the crowd, he stepped up to order a drink, but his gaze was transfixed by the display behind the bar.
    There were massive iris windows that opened and closed at intervals, revealing people doing every imaginable carnal deed. One had a man getting fucked up the ass while a woman sucked his cock. Another had two women paddling a man wearing a leash. Kienan arched his eyebrows and settled onto a barstool. Voyeurism wasn’t