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found himself admiring her spunk as well as her fine ass as she made her way out of the room. Armand was about to follow her swaying hips out the door when Lucian was suddenly in front of him, one hand on his chest to hold him back.
    “There’s no need for you to accompany us. She’ll be back in a minute. Wait here.”
    Armand briefly debated flouting the order as he suspected Eshe would have, but then shrugged and moved to settle in the La-Z-Boy she had just evacuated. She would be back soon enough and he’d have her company for two weeks. He could wait, he decided, and then turned his head to the side and sniffed as he noticed that the chair was still warm from her occupancy and a trace of her perfume lingered in the air around him. It was a lovely, spicy scent that he decided suited her perfectly, and he inhaled of it deeply, drawing it into his lungs with pleasure.
     
    “I couldn’t read him,” Eshe admitted in a small voice the moment the door of the house closed behind her and Lucian and they wouldn’t be overheard. The fact that she couldn’t read Armand was almost mind-numbing. Eshe had tried to read Armand the first time when he’d shown up in the door of the living room on returning from the barn, and then again when he’d returned from the kitchen with Lucian. She had failed to pierce his thoughts both times.
    Eshe had known the second time that he too was trying to read her, probably under Lucian’s order, and had let her guards drop to allow it, but had seen him shaking his head in response to Lucian’s prompting “Well?” However, her main concern had been that she couldn’t read him. She should have been able to. She was older than he was and had only ever encountered one person that she hadn’t been able to read: Orion. He had been only ten years younger than she and had been her first and last life mate. It seemed Armand might be her second.
    Any other time, finding a possible life mate would have been a cause for joy. This time, however, with this man—a suspect in several possible murders—it was not a joyful event and she was almost in a panic at the realization.
    “I couldn’t read him,” she repeated more grimly as they descended the stairs to cross to Lucian’s van.
    “I know. I could tell by your expression,” he said solemnly. Lucian tapped his leg as he started across the pavement to the van. “It might not mean anything. I can’t read him. Maybe he’s hard to read.”
    “And if it does mean something?” she asked quietly as they paused beside the van. She grimaced when he narrowed his gaze on her, knowing he was reading her, and had done so intermittently all evening. She said, “I know you know I find him attractive as well.”
    “I wouldn’t start worrying unless you find yourself suddenly eating,” he said quietly, and then added, “And if you do…” His mouth tightened. “It doesn’t change things, Eshe. You’re here to do a job and I expect you to do it whether he’s a possible life mate or not.”
    “Yes, of course,” she murmured, forcing herself to at least appear calm. Clearing her throat, she held on to the van door when he opened it to get in and asked, “Any last instructions?”
    Lucian settled in the driver’s seat before turning to peer at her solemnly. “Just watch your back.”
    When she stared back blankly, he pointed out, “His last life mate didn’t fare very well, nor did his wives. Just stay alert and get the answers we need as quickly as you can.”
    Eshe nodded unhappily, and when no other orders were forthcoming and he leaned forward to start the engine, she pushed the van door closed. She then watched silently as he followed the circle back onto the driveway and headed up the lane toward the road.
    Eshe stood in the driveway until his rear lights disappeared before turning to peer at the house. Inside was a man who might be her life mate. Unfortunately, he might also be a murderer as well.

Three
    The rather loud roar of a