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great person, I’ve known her since we were kids. No matter how great Angel is, I will abide by her wishes. And now you have to.”
    Clay turned Lance’s story over in his mind. In his opinion, the lady was running scared, but who was he to judge? His love life was in the dumps right now.
    “Thanks for telling me. So the story is that this Cyn is a worker here and she is on holidays. I can go with that. Angel is on his own in this, but my money’s on Angel. He just seems to be able to ferret out anything he puts his mind to. Good luck to Cinnamon. I know she’s your friend, but she couldn’t have a better man after her. I think she will find out and in the not too distant future. Now that’s out of the way let’s get back to the pictures and the camera feed. I know you and Grant saw nothing unusual, but I would like to take a look anyway. Another set of eyes never hurt.”

Chapter Six
     
    Angel made his way down the steps into the spice bar. This time he walked as if he knew what he was doing on this side of the club. One thing Mark had told him last night was to look like he knew what he was doing, otherwise the Doms and subs would get suspicious. If they could pick up on his uncomfortable vibes, the man that they were currently looking for would spot him right away. He hoped that he could talk Cyn into taking on the job of teaching him more.
    Looking around the bar area, he didn’t spot her and hoped like hell she wasn’t already playing out back. He didn’t think he could handle the thought of another man’s hands on her. He knew he wasn’t being reasonable. He had just met her, but he already felt he had a claim on her. He had dreamt of her all night. In the dream she always seemed to escape his grasp just as he was getting close. He thought he knew what his ancestors felt like, when they went on a hunt for prey. While he didn’t think of Cyn as prey, she wouldn’t escape him. The warrior in his blood would not allow anything but full capture and claiming. He just had to find her.
    Walking over to the bar, he gestured to the man standing at the end of it wiping it down. As he approached, Angel sized the man up. The man gave the brute at the front door a run for his money with his hard rough features that said he didn’t take any shit from anyone. This didn’t bother Angel. He’d dealt with a lot of hardheaded men while in the army. Usually he treated them like he didn’t notice anything different about them from anyone else and they usually came around.
    “What do you want?” the guy rumbled out in a low gravelly voice. “You’re new around here and I don’t have time to answer any questions a newbie would ask. Go ask Lance or Mark. I’m sure that they would be glad to help you.” Turning his back to Angel, he started to walk back down to the other end of the bar.
    “I’m not a newbie. If you treat all the customers that way, I’m sure Lance will have to close his door soon.” Angel knew he couldn’t give this guy an inch since he was the type to walk all over a person if he had a chance.
    The guy wandered back and gave Angel a look that would have had a lesser man quivering in his boots.
    “Is that so? I’ve been in the army and broken men bigger than you under my command. So I would watch what comes out of that mouth of yours. Lance only pays me to make drinks, not put up with the bullshit that goes on in this place. So if you have anything to say, think first and make sure it’s something I want to hear.” The guy had to look up at Angel as he towered over the gruff man by at least a foot.
    “You remind me of a Sergeant in the army that I heard about. His name was Talbot. He was a mean son of a bitch, but a fair one.”
    “That’s me. How did you know? You psychic or something?” The guy had now turned his gruff look to interest.
    “No, I’m not psychic. I was in the army in the D Special Covert Ops Division and your reputation precedes you.”
    “That’s the unit that got