Love in the Shadows
out.
    “We’ve got to start somewhere,” Raven
replied. “I planned on doing a similar study this year, anyway. All
the tribal members are tall, and I keep hearing complaints about
their backs.”
    “Okay, boss. I’ll get right on it.”
Katherine rose from her chair.
    Derek took her hand and walked her out
of the office.
     
    §
     
    “I can’t believe there are so many
people five nine and above who work here.” Derek threw the papers
down on the desk.
    They sat at Katherine’s desk with a
pile of files in front of each of them. The files they hadn’t
gotten to yet rested on a trolley cart that one of the interns
brought upstairs after Katherine made her request.
    “Only five percent are women,”
Katherine murmured as she read the latest file. So far, out of the
hundred she had looked through, there were no clues as to who might
be the mole.
    “How many files are there?” Derek
asked.
    “Five hundred and forty. I’ve gone
through a hundred and two. How many have you gone
through?”
    “Sixty-five. It’s late. I think we
should give it a rest and go get something to eat. I’m
starving.”
    At that moment, Katherine’s stomach
made a loud rumble. “I guess I’m hungry too. It’s after five. Where
do you want to go?”
    “Why don’t we take my convertible into
Albuquerque for Mexican food? It’s parked downstairs in the company
garage. After we eat, we can come back and give the file search
another hour or so before we go home to the cabin.”
    “Sounds good,” Katherine agreed. “Cara
said we can use the apartment here if we want some privacy. With
Stacey staying at the cabin and Hugh and Charlie in and out, it
might be nice to have some alone time.”
    “Let’s get you fed, then. If I’m going
to have you all to myself, you’re going to need your strength. I
wonder if we can get some whipped cream and chocolate sauce to go?”
Derek smacked his lips and winked at her.
    Katherine laughed. “You are so bad, Mr.
Darkwood.”
    “Only with you, tehila .”
    They pushed the file cart into a closet
with a lock and took the elevator downstairs to the Darkwood
private parking area. Derek stopped at a locked cabinet on the wall
and opened it to reveal car keys neatly hung in a row. He picked up
the BMW keys and shook them in the air.
    “I have to admit, having this car was
one of the perks of pretending to be the playboy of Isanti. I love
this car.” He smiled, and Katherine was transfixed. Her heart
swelled with love for this man.
    Derek took her hand and
led her down the row of cars to a powder-blue BMW convertible. As
he hit the key fob to open the door, a telepathic message slammed
into their heads from Raven. Do Not Get In
The Car! Get Away from it.
    They both stepped back. Raven and Cara
appeared next to them, coming out of the Shadow
dimension.
    “The car has been tampered with. I saw
it explode.” Cara ran up and grabbed Derek’s arm.
    Katherine’s heart raced. Someone wanted
them dead. Derek walked over and put his arms around her. “We’re
okay, honey. I think we should order something in. Raven and Cara,
why don’t you join us upstairs?”
    “How can you be so calm?” Katherine
asked.
    “You’re here in my
arms, tehila ,
safe and sound.”
    Derek looked over at Raven, and once
again Katherine was sure they were talking telepathically to each
other. Raven took out his phone and started giving orders for the
car to be gone over with a fine-tooth comb. Cara stood at his side,
wringing her hands.
    Feeling sorry for her, Katherine
reached over and gripped her arm. “Thank you for saving us
tonight.”
    Raven put his arm around Cara and
pulled her under his shoulder. She nodded and leaned her head back
against his chest.
    Is she okay? Katherine asked Derek telepathically.
    It’s hard on her to be the
tribe’s seer. She is always afraid we’re going to think she is
crazy, Derek sent back.
     
    §
     
    I think this proves that
the assassin was out to kill, not kidnap. I want

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