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Exasperated, he grumbled too low for human ears, “I’m asking you towaituntil I can free up one of the guys to go with you.”
She’d clearly heard him. “No. We both know I’m more than capable of protecting myself. My driver is taking me home where I have competent security. I need time to rest and work on mysongs. I saw what I came to see and frankly have had enough for one day.”
She’d burn in hell for her cold words, but maybe they’d save this man’s life.
“Thought you said you had a meeting with your trustee.”
Meeting Brody’s angry gaze, she let out a slow breath. See? Sometimes she had to dance around the truth a shifter might call her on. “I do have a meeting with Leszek. I did not state the exact time. Some things are not your business.”
“Beckham won’t approve any of that without one of our people going with you,” he argued.
Brody was dedicated. She’d give him that, but he deserved a better client.
On the other hand, what if he knew more than he had shared?
Huh. She hadn’t considered that and should have. Someone close to every man on the security team would be the best person to look at hard after three unexplained incidents.
“Beckham isyourboss, not mine,” she clarified. “Ifyoucare about Archie, then stay here and help the police. As for Beckham, I intend to discuss this security mess with him myself.” Not really.
She headed out again, determined to reach her car.
Before exiting the stage, her nose caught another whiff of the strange scent again. She shot a quick look at the two men in ball caps she’d noticed coming in during the chaos. Why were they here? Probably some media who snuck in with a phony excuse. Were they shifters? Even more reason to escape quickly.
She sniffed the air but could not catch that suspicious scent again. With the way the air conditioning blew from the stage out to the seating, she couldn’t imagine having picked up any scent from down there. She hadn’t slept much in days and needed some downtime.
Her phone pinged with a familiar tune. Damn. Could she not get a break? Eirene rushed out of the building to where Ivarson opened the rear door of her private sedan. She thanked the middle-aged man who had been her father’s driver for over twenty years and slid in, waiting for the door to close and him to settle into the driver’s seat.
This sedan had been customized with an audio-privacy window between the front and back seats much like a limousine. She’d also had a rod installed on her side of the narrow window with a short curtain that slid across for times when she had to change clothes in the car.
Young girls were in awe of her glamorous life.
If only they knew the truth.
Additionally, Eirene did all she could to protect Ivarson from getting involved in her dangerous decisions. He was human and a bit cantankerous, but she’d come to trust him with parts of her life.
Her phone played the tune again.
Lifting her phone, she schooled her expression to reveal no emotion that could be seen from his rearview mirror.
That was her life. Isolated with no friends, no love life, and no support when things got rough.
A headache pulsed behind her forehead as she read the text:
Thank you for the offer of two front row tickets. Please keep them safe for me.
She groaned. If only she could reply to this text to tell this blackmailer she was not superwoman capable of jumping through multiple hoops at once. But a reply to that number would show as non-working.
Two front row tickets.
Translation:Two female shifters in trouble that Eirene hid in a warehouse.
Please keep them safe for me.
Translation:I can’t take the females off your hands yet.
She lifted the phone mounted in the console which connected her to Ivarson. “I’d like to visit my little dress shop near Raoul’s restaurant. She has a few new items for me.”
Ivarson answered, “Yes, Ms. Givenchy. Mr. Moore called moments ago saying he hadn’t received a return call from contacting you. I explained that an emergency was happening at the theater, but I had stepped inside and confirmed you were not injured. He said to inform you that he wished to see you as soon as possible.”
