Chapter Ten

“No,” she lied. She just wanted to get her apartment packed and get done with this, so she never had to see Scott and those like him again. “No.”

This time she meant it. Brian tilted his head, and she saw his eyes shift, just a little, gleaming gold in the dimness of the outer hall. “Let him up.”

She waited until everyone was in her apartment to leave the anonymity of the landing. Brian was stripping her futon down to the bare mattress when she entered her apartment, It was sort of like watching the president mowing the White House lawn or taking out the trash. Shawn approached her and handed her the check she’d left on the fridge door, her last paycheck.

“You will want this with you.”

She took it and stuffed it in her pants. “Thanks.”

“We all owe you,” he told her. “None of us could contact the Marrok when things started getting bad. Leo forbade it. I can’t tell you how many hours I spent staring at the phone trying to break his hold.”

She was startled into meeting his eyes.

“It too