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“Nothing to stop you taking off or not telling them,” Boze said.

Rolling her tongue behind her parted lips, hypocrisy reeked. “You want me to trust you, but you won’t trust me?”

“It’s dangerous out there,” Garrick said. “We let you go and something happens… Hades blames us.”

“Something happens like what? Like I am abducted? Those responsible for that are right here.” Her focus lingered on Albany. “I need more time. I need to think about this.”

“We don’t have time,” Garrick said, leaving his seat to go over to the bar. “It’s almost sundown.”

Sundown? They’d taken her at night. A whole day had passed.

“Why is it so late?” she asked. “Why was I out so long?”

Garrick picked up something from the bar and then came back her way. “We had to wait for your blood analysis to process,” he said, pressing numbers into the phone in his hand.

“My blood analysis? Why the hell would…” Harry hadn’t recognized her, so there was no reason for these men to know what she looked like. “You were checking who I was.”

“Yes,” Garrick said, raising the phone to his ear. “Good news, you’re disease free too.” Once he heard what he was waiting for, he held the phone to her. “Time to decide.”

Expectation closed in from every angle.

“If they’re gonna hit us, it will be in the dark,” Lowe said. “Time’s up, Pandora.”

She didn’t like to be rushed, but her only choice was to take the phone and listen to it ring.

“Hades,” came the biting reply.

With her attention fixed on Garrick, she struggled to decide. She could hang up, but if these guys had nefarious intentions, they might kill her if they deemed her useless or insubordinate.

“Dad?”

“Damnit,” he said on a long hissing exhale. “Where are you? I told you to stay put.”

“I’m… with Poseidon.” Silence on the line. “They want you to come here. You and Ares.”

“Who are they?”

“Five of your men. Poseidon… Me.”

Her father had only been in her life for a couple of days. He was curt and demanding. So far that was all personal experience had taught her. But, for some reason, hearing his voice actually kindled emotion. She did want him there. He’d know what to do. Know how to handle things. Tess needed him.

“Light-Sprite…” She’d only heard her mother use that pet name. A tingle to her tear ducts took her attention down. “You will be okay.”

“I know,” she said, drawing in a long, calming breath. “They say they won’t hurt me. That they don’t want to hurt you. I don’t know if they’re telling the truth. I don’t know if it’s a trap.”

“It doesn’t matter,” he said. “We’re coming. Where are you?”

She looked to Garrick. “I need an address.”

“I’ll send our location to his base unit,” Garrick said, taking something from his pocket to press buttons.

“Got it,” Harry said.

Either he could hear Garrick or the message had gone through.

“Tell him he and Ares are not to be armed.”

“I heard him,” Harry said, a deep displeasure in his low voice. “If he’s harmed a hair on your head—”

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