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away from the job.
    Finding Lance pacing behind his desk, Clay walked in and took a seat. “Pacing won’t help. We’ll get him. Now how about we look over the feed from last night?”
    Lance plopped down in his office chair. “You won’t see anything. I looked over it a while ago with Grant and nothing unusual happened last night. A few men made out with their women in the parking lot, tame stuff, but nothing else. I almost think he knows we put new surveillance cameras up. In fact, I mentioned to Cyn earlier about it. She told me to be patient, too.”
    “Well, since you bring her up. I know it’s off-topic, but Angel was asking about Cyn and asked me to find out about her. She must have really made an impression on Angel because women come and go in his life. But I never knew one to peak his interest like this Cyn. So, before we get down to business. Tell me everything you can about her and if she good enough for our Angel.”
    “Can’t do it, old man. I made a promise and telling you would break it.” Lance picked up the pictures on his desk and started going over them, not meeting Clay’s eyes.
    Clay reached over the desk and put his hand over the picture Lance was looking at. “What do you mean that you can’t tell me anything? Is there something shady about her? Angel’s a great guy, you don’t have to worry about that.”
    Lance finally looked up. “Clay, I’ve know you for years and there is nothing I would like better than to tell you. But I made a promise to someone. And if I told you about Cyn, I would be breaking that promise. And it has nothing to do with Angel, not in the way you’re thinking. I think from what I’ve seen of him that he’s a great guy.”
    “I realize that you have to keep your promise. But Angel is determined to find this lady. If I don’t come back with something for him, he will dig until he finds out for himself. This lady seems to have snagged the big guy, even if she doesn’t know it yet. Angel will be like a dog with a bone and not let up until he finds her. If she’s a friend of yours, I think you better tell me. Maybe, just maybe we can ward him off. With nothing, she doesn’t have a chance.”
    Lance looked at Clay with a serious expression. “I don’t like this, but I think I understand. OK, sit back and I’ll tell you. I trust this will go no further than this office. What you tell Angel will be your problem. I just know that Cyn wants to avoid him.”
    Sitting back in his chair, Clay agreed that nothing Lance would tell him would leave this office.
    “When Angel met Cyn last night, she was over in the spice bar taking inventory for me. Whenever she goes into my side of the club, I make her dress like the rest of the clients, so she doesn’t stand out. Last night when she met Angel she was wearing a black wig and violet contact lens and dressed, shall we say, provocatively. That’s not her. Not the real Cinnamon.
    “She’s a very uptight person. She has become that way because of something that happened to her years ago. I won’t tell you about that because it’s not my story, and if you hear it, it will have to come from her. But anyway, she now dresses down, to divert attention away from her. Her hair is a brushed copper colour, natural, that she twists in a bun so tight that it looks like dirt brown. Her brown eyes that used to sparkle with laughter are now just hollow brown orbs hiding all her secrets.
    “She came in here this morning and asked that I not tell Angel anything about her. In fact she would like me to tell him that Cyn is on holiday and I don’t know when she’s coming back. She is avoiding him and doesn’t think he will be able to recognize her without the disguise. What she wears every day is as much of a disguise as the one she wears when she’s at the spice side. I told her it wouldn’t work as Angel seemed to have some special senses that you’ve told me about. But she insisted that it had to be this way.
    “She’s a