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joy.
Both of which could be found in abundance here late at night, as long as you had enough money to pay
for the privileges. The bar, of course, had been created by the Ice elemental who worked as the club s
bartender, and he d used enough of his magic to make sure his creation wouldn t melt before his shift
started tonight. I could feel the cool caress of power halfway across the club. My own Ice magic, weak
and sluggish though it was, stirred in response.
Xavier put his liquor boxes on the bar and gestured for Finn and me to go on without him. I ve got to
get these unloaded. Roslyn s waiting for you guys in her office. You know the way, Finn.
Finn straightened his tie. Indeed I do.
He headed for the back of the nightclub and pulled open a door discreetly set into the crushed velvet
that covered the wall. It opened up into a small hallway that ran in either direction before branching off at
both ends. Finn turned left, and we zigzagged through a series of hallways before he stopped at a closed
door. Finn knocked on it.
Come in, a muffled voice said.
Finn opened the door, and we stepped inside an office.
Roslyn Phillips sat behind a wide, massive desk that would have made even Xavier look svelte in
comparison.
A variety of pink and white papers lay scattered on the surface in front of her, along with what looked
like an old-fashioned ledger book. A computer drowsed at her elbow, while a red light blinked on her
phone. It was heart-shaped, with what looked like an arrow forming the headset. The phone matched the
runelike shape of the clock on the back wall.
Finn held his hands out wide. A charming smile stretched across his face. Roslyn, darling, so good of
you to see me on such short notice.
An answering smile curved Roslyn s lips, showing her perfect, pearl-white fangs. You too, Finn.
The vampire got up from behind her desk. To say that Roslyn Phillips was an attractive woman would
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be like saying Sherman only set a few fires in Atlanta a complete understatement. Her eyes and perfect
skin were a rich toffee, and her cropped, layered black hair highlighted the edge of her strong, square
jaw. Silver glasses perched on the end of her button nose and made her eyes seem even larger and more
expressive. The vampire had the kind of face that made you do a double-take to wonder if such
symmetrical perfection was possible. On her, yes.
Since the nightclub wasn t open for business yet, Roslyn was dressed down in a pair of skinny jeans and
a button-up white shirt. But the simple outfit still showed off her body to its full potential. Plump breasts,
lush hips, flat stomach, toned thighs, just the right amount of curve to her ass. Roslyn was like a female
version of the David only much more fuckable. The vamp was one of those who used sex to power up,
along with blood, and she d spent years, decades even, learning how to work what she d been given to
her full advantage.
Roslyn came around the desk, and Finn pressed a chaste kiss to her cheek, once again playing the part
of the Southern gentleman. The vampire drew back, and her dark eyes landed on me.
And you brought Gin along with you, she said in a neutral tone.
Hello, Roslyn, I replied. Lovely to see you too.
Roslyn s smile turned into more of a grimace. She hadn t forgotten our last meeting at Fletcher Lane s
funeral.
The one where I d told the vampire I knew that she d talked about Fletcher, Finn, and me, about what
we did. That her well-intentioned whispers had led Alexis James to Fletcher and the Pork Pit and had
gotten the old man killed.
What do you need? she asked in a quiet tone, still staring at me.
Need,notwant . Roslyn Phillips seemed to be taking our conversation to heart. I d agreed not to kill the
vamp or tell Finn what she d done and told her point-blank she would have to give me and Finn
anything we needed for as long as I saw fit. Since I wasn t a forgiving person, that was going to be a
good long while. Starting right now.
Ah, Roslyn, you wound me, Finn said. What makes you think we need anything? Perhaps I just
wanted to stop by and bask in your beauty.
The vampire snorted. Cut the bullshit, Finn. If you d come by yourself, I might have pretended to buy
that tired old line. But you brought Gin with you. I doubt she s interested in my beauty.
Sorry, Roslyn, I said. I don t swing that way.
The vampire shrugged and turned her dark eyes to Finn. So I ask the question again what do you
need?
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