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something.”
    â€œWe think so, but we’re not sure. All of this is reason to use Stefan to gain information. He knows more about demons and their world than we do and it’s imperative we find and kill this demon before he murders more people.”
    â€œSo you think we can find him.” Her tone was caustic. “Thomas, that demon has disappeared. I’ve moved heaven and hell trying to locate the monster. I have dedicated every waking breath to it since Angela was killed. All I want in this universe is to rid the world of that thing and prevent any more witches from being murdered.”
    He folded his hands together. “And maybe with Stefan and the Duskoff’s information, we can accomplish that.”
    Her mouth snapped shut. “You’re the boss, I guess. You’re the head of the Coven, after all. You must know best.” Her tone clearly said she didn’t believe that.
    â€œI’m sorry for your loss, Isabelle, and I understand your need to punish someone. However, we need to put our emotions on hold right now and proceed rationally.”
    â€œYes, empathically I can tell you’re good at that. Putting your emotions on hold.”
    â€œAnd I don’t need any empathic ability to tell you’re not.”
    She turned an interesting, angry, shade of red. “You think I’m not acting rationally?”
    â€œNo, I was speaking in general terms, about all of us. We all want revenge, Isabelle. We all want to punish this demon, but we need to make our moves carefully.”
    â€œBut you believe I don’t have a good handle on my emotions.”
    â€œYou strike me as a passionate person and I think you’re grieving. But I believe if you consider what Stefan can bring to us in the long run, you’ll see that we need to keep him alive, no matter what our hearts want.” He paused. “Anyway, I don’t think you have a revenge killing in you, Isabelle. That’s a compliment, by the way.”
    Thomas had never seen such warm brown eyes go so cold, so fast. Her beautiful face tightened as she stared at him for a long moment before speaking. “I see your point but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. By the way, I don’t appreciate the psychoanalysis, since I never asked for it.”
    â€œI call things the way I see them,” he answered with a shrug.
    She stood. “I like you, but you’re kind of a prick. Do you know that?”
    â€œSo I’ve been told. Numerous times.”
    â€œI’m sorry you lost an old friend.”
    He glanced away, his jaw tightening. “Me, too. I’m sorry about your sister.”
    She walked to him, so close he could see the pain in her eyes when she answered softly, “Thank you.”
    They stood in silence for a moment. The woman had beautiful eyes, like melted chocolate. They were back to warm again. She leaned forward, so close he could smell her musky perfume as she cocked her head to the side. “Do you even have pupils?”
    He blinked in surprise. “Last time I checked.”
    She stared into his eyes for a moment and her lips parted. Her head dipped a little closer to his and her gaze dropped to his mouth. For one wild moment he thought she might kiss him.
    For the next wild moment he thought he might kiss her.
    Where that impulse came from, he wasn’t sure. Maybe it was the water-earth attraction affecting him. Earth and water had a natural sexual attraction sometimes, as did fire and air. It lasted until the magicks found a balance. He’d felt that artificial pull toward Isabelle ever since the limo.
    Or maybe it had simply been too long since he’d been with a woman.
    She straightened and backed away, breaking the strange, momentary spell. “Did you even notice I was nearly naked in the limo?”
    He cleared his throat. “There were other concerns.” He paused. “But, yes, I noticed. It would have been impossible not to