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“My makeup!” Allison gasps. “A few items went missing and a tube of toner was replaced with fake tanner. I thought I’d lost my mind and chalked it up to bad memory.” Her horrified gaze finds Vanessa. “We even laughed about it when you ended up with a deep bronze fake tan. Oh my god, what if they’d replaced it with something else, something that could have really damaged your skin? You could have been hurt.”
A few seconds of silence follows as we absorb the fact that there’s a saboteur on set, then Wesselman speaks up, “It’s clear we need to get the police involved. Rachel could’ve been killed by the falling shelves and tampering with a prop vehicle is downright criminal.” His brow wrinkles. “I want my lead actors offset while we’re sorting this out. Everyone else will stay and answer questions so we can get to the bottom of this.”
An assistant pops their head into the room, announcing, “The ambulance is here.”
Rachel surges up, groans, then sinks back down. “I don’t want an ambulance.”
“You’re going to the hospital and getting that arm taken care of,” Wesselman snaps. “And I’m going with you.”
“You don’t understand,” she says, panicked. “I can’t go to the hospital.”
“Why not?” Wesselman demands.
I relax enough to allow my senses to reach out, giving Rachel a once over. At first, I get nothing, but then a faint glow comes through. The glow of a wild animal.
Rachel’s voice cracks. “I can’t… I can’t…”
“Because you’ll be healed by tomorrow morning,” I finish for her.
“You’re a shifter,” Wesselman guesses, stunned.
She nods, her face so pale the blue veins in her temple stand out.
I squeeze her shoulder. “You’ll be fine. Have you broken any bones before?”
“No,” she says, “but I know what to expect. It’ll hurt like a fucker while it’s healing, but it’ll be good as new once the bone knits.”
“Yes, exactly. Make sure you get lots of rest. Healing will take a lot out of you. Drink a bottle of whiskey for the pain.”
“I’ll make sure she gets home and I’ll stay to watch over her myself,” Wesselman says, waving away Rachel’s protest. “Stelios, can you open an investigation with the police?”
“Of course,” Stelios agrees.
“Let’s go,” Wesselman says grimly.
I slide my arms under Rachel and lift her, carrying her out to Wesselman’s BMW, Vanessa holding Rachel’s good hand as we walk. Wesselman pulls out of the lot at the same time as the rejected ambulance.
“Well, this is an unexpected development.” Spoon slings an arm around Vanessa’s shoulders. “Guess we’re on break for a few days. Want to run some lines out by your lovely pool tomorrow?”
“Not a chance,” I intervene, tugging Vanessa against my side and flinging his arm away. “I’m taking Vanessa to the safest place on the planet until these accidents are sorted out.”
She looks at me with wide-eyed excitement. “Wolf-Haven?”
“Wolf-Haven,” I confirm.
She jumps up and down under my armpit, clapping her hands. “Oh my god! I get to meet a King and Queen and all the princes and princesses!”
Spoon watches in amusement. “Even better. I’ll use your pool while you’re away. Mine is east-facing and margaritas are best enjoyed in the afternoon with full sun on the pool deck.”
Chapter 14
Airplane
VANESSA
“Pretzels, please,” I say, reaching for the snack.
“And for Mr. Wolven-North?”
