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home surroundings had taken a slightly different twist—Kendra's smile widened as she remembered her gracious French decor—but the principle was the same in some ways. It was as if they both had created the world they wanted around them in so far as it was possible. Life, Kendra thought, repeating her personal philosophy, was what you made it. A person had to decide what he or she wanted and then make it happen. Instinctively she felt Case would understand that philosophy.
    She got out of the cab at the wrong hotel, intending to walk to hers. It would be simple for Wolf to question the cab driver when he returned to the club. There were several people out on the streets, moving cheerfully from one brightly lit casino to the next, in search of better luck. Kendra felt the ebb and flow around her but paid little attention as she walked briskly.
    She hadn't wanted Case to escort her back tonight for several reasons, not the least of which was that it seemed safest not to allow him to find out anything more about her than he already had.
    She could take some pride in having fended off his gently persistent questioning during dinner. He had hidden his frustration well, but she'd sensed it.
    Had that been why he had kissed her? To make her more amenable to questioning? But why should he really care about her background? She supposed she had been a minor curiosity in his world. An amusing interlude. Would he check out the hotel where she'd gotten out of the cab? Would he be a little upset to find she'd left a false trail?
    An amusing interlude, she repeated. That was exactly how she would view the evening. A stopover in a different world. Strange, but the past few hours had been the most interesting she had spent in the past two years!
    She was almost at the entrance of her hotel when she caught sight of a dark figure behind her, reflected in the neon-lit glass. Kendra frowned. She had seen that figure earlier, shortly after she'd alighted from the cab.
    Her mouth tightened ominously. Had Case followed her, after all? She glanced over her shoulder, half in annoyance. The dark figure disappeared.
    Would Case act so craftily? It didn't seem like him somehow. She could imagine him deciding to follow her out of curiosity, but she didn't think he'd duck behind a wall or slip into an open doorway if he thought she'd seen him.
    Kendra smiled again. Chances were she would never have seen him in the first place if he'd decided to trail her back to the hotel. He struck her as being much too competent to be that sloppy.
    No, she had made a mistake, she decided, standing aside as a surge of people poured out the hotel door. Then she made her way inside, walking straight past the slot machines and diving into the milling crowd surrounding the acres of gambling tables. If someone was following her, she'd lose him here in this chaos.
    When she finally made her way to the elevator lobby, there was no one around. Everyone was out participating in the lively nightlife, which had lured people there in the
    first place. A famous singer was appearing in the lounge, and those who weren't paying a fortune to hear him were spending fortunes at the tables. She had the plush elevator to herself when she finally headed for her room.
    She knew she was not alone in the long hall the moment she stepped out of the elevator. Small prickles of alertness were dancing across her shoulders, raising the fine hair at the back of her neck.
    What was the matter with her? She was overreacting to the memory of the dark figure she'd spotted on the way back. That must be it. But she'd been taught to heed her body's senses, and so she didn't completely close her mind to the possibility of danger. It was remote but it was there.
    And when she crossed the junction of another connecting hall, she knew for certain something was wrong. Very coolly she refrained from the temptation of glancing at the dark male figure who stood supposedly fumbling with a door key.
    It wasn't Case,