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“Actually…” Shanea hesitated, her tone apologetic. “I’ve got a situation I need to handle. Shouldn’t take long. Would you mind walking the group to the training center? I’ll meet you there.”
Logan looked like he’d rather be roasted over hot coals, but he nodded. “You owe me.”
She smiled and mouthed,thank you, before hooking Draven’s pinky with hers and taking him with her. Interesting. Did Shanea know Draven was probably a demon? But maybe Shanea was too.
Eva rubbed her bare arms, even though she wasn’t cold. She was just…off-balance. She hadn’t anticipated the anxiety of being so out of her element in a place where she was constantly wondering whether or not each individual she met was a demon.
“Come on.” Logan gestured to Eva and her colleagues. “You heard her.” He eyed them all in turn, his gaze measuring, then amused, and then, finally, insultingly dismissive. “We’ll see just how good you guys are.”
Carlos, Keeley, and Sig grinned. Of course, they’d be thrilled about showing off their fighting skills. Benji and Mason seemed less excited to spar with DART agents, but she doubted they felt like she did. Like she was a gangly kid back in grade school, counting down the minutes until gym class and praying she wouldn’t get chosen last for any of the teams.
As they filed out the door, Keeley nudged Eva in the ribs. “This is gonna be fun.”
Eva plucked a packet of papers out of her tote. “It’s not on the schedule.”
“So?”
“We don’t have any gym clothes.”
“No, but we’re all wearing Aegis-altered or designed clothing meant for fighting. It’ll be fine.”
No, it wouldn’t. She didn’t care that her skirt sported hidden shorts and was split to allow for extreme movement or that her Emmy Londons had been altered to hide a blade, a vial of holy water, and an ancient symbol of protection from spirits. She was going to look like a fool.
Maybe she could get out of it. Logan seemed reasonable.
He turned to look back at them, and she revised that thought. He looked like a predator deciding which prey to separate from the herd.
Keeley leaned close and whispered, “Do you think he’s really human?”
“He said he is.”
“Demons aren’t known for telling the truth, Eva. And he could be a werewolf. They identify as human. So do vampires.”
“Does it really matter? He’s going to destroy us on the mat.”
“Would you rather be destroyed by a demon or a human?”
Again, it didn’t really matter. Either way, she’d look like an idiot.
“Neither. Excuse me.” She squared her shoulders, put on her brave face, and picked up her pace.
It was her turn to be the predator.
Chapter Four
“Excuse me.”
Logan didn’t slow down, just kept walking through the long corridor as one of the Aegi females jogged to catch up. The slight click her shoes made on the floor said she was wearing heels. He wondered if she could fight in them. Scratch that. He wondered howwellshe could fight in them. She was an Aegi, which meant the shoes themselves were weapons.
“Excuse me, Mr…Logan?” The female human sidled up next to him. It was the busty one with the wavy dark hair and shrewd coffee eyes. Eva Tennant. He’d always thought she’d be taller in person than she was on camera, and sure enough, she was probably five-ten without the two-inch heels. He liked tall women. Made things easier, whether he was fighting them or fucking them.
“Just Logan.”
“Of course.” She offered a slender hand adorned by two silver diamond rings, a topaz pinky ring, and three silver and gold bracelets, one of which sported anti-evil and protection charms. “I’m Eva Tennant.”
“Yep.” He had no idea who any of the other Guardians were, but he’d seen Eva in the news. As Deputy Spokesperson for The Aegis, she got quoted a lot, and clips of her press conferences were often featured in various media outlets.
But aside from that, he knew little about her except that she appeared to be poised, well-spoken, and smart. Her designer jewelry and clothes, from the knee-length black skirt that made artwork out of her ass, to her sassy, multicolor pumps, said she had money and taste. Even her wrist comms was the latest model, the silver band encrusted with what he assumed were diamonds. No doubt if the implant behind her ear connecting her to the comms could be made from gems, it would be super-blinged out too. But was her wealth from old family money like Logan’s? Or had she made it herself as she’d risen in the journalistic and political ranks?
