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The woman was stricken. “I don’t remember you. I am very good at remembering faces.”

“I know. You do try hard. I will see you out there. Don’t let Antonio hog dessert.”

She took two more glasses of water and walked the glass back to the bar, setting it down in front of the bartender.

It was time to finish the night.

Chapter Two

She woke up to her phone ringing again. Damn it.

“Hello?”

“Win? Oh, the couple and their legion want to thank you for stepping in. Where are you?”

She looked around and laughed. “In my car in the parking lot. I passed out.”

“Oh no. What happened?”

“You know. No meal, no soda, no sugar, no dessert. I did the whole day on two Danish and a sandwich with one cup of coffee.”

“There was a meal for you.”

“No one told the kitchen, or the person I asked about it forgot or never knew. Fine, I will come and meet the happy legion.”

She got her cameras and brought them with her, slogging back to the hall where the quad was waiting with smiles, and Agatha looked so relieved.

Agatha took a look at her and jolted. “Oh, god. Give me a minute.”

Win walked up to them and smiled at how happy they looked. For this kind of grouping, thebig nightusually occurred when they formalized their link. Tonight was just a party to celebrate the beta being able to inherit legally and for any and all children to have a custodial chain.

“Congratulations to you all. It was a lovely day, and I hope to have the raws up in a day or so.”

Zara looked at her with two different eye colours and scowled. “What happened to you?”

She looked at her arm. She was greeny-grey, which meant she was out of power.

“Oh, I am powered by sugar. I also used my second shooter today, and that takes it out of me. I have a rider with Agatha to provide me with things, like food and beverages. Nothing fancy,just stuff. Today, she was so excited, she forgot.” She shrugged. “It wasn’t the first time.”

Agatha returned with a huge pitcher of orange juice.

“No glass?”

“No. They are cleaning up the bar.”

She held the pitcher with both hands and tipped it back, not spilling a drop. She felt the surge through her body and rocked her neck.

Agatha asked, “Better?”

“Better.” She smiled at Zara. “Borrowing souls? Very nice.”

“What?”

Win pointed toward her eyes. “The eyes are the windows to the soul. That’s why the demons burn them out. So, after your link, you are borrowing their souls to see through.”

Zara blinked and looked at Randolph with a wide smile. “Why didn’t you put it like that? That sounds sweet, not creepy.”

The other two chuckled.

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