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narrow-eyed look and opted for honesty. “I was wondering if your place has enough room for me and if you would mind me moving in? I currently live with my family, so I am starting from nothing.”
    He smiled shyly. “I have plenty of room. I live in the country, so there is room for expansion as well. I don’t mind. I designed the house with a family in mind. It was finished last year.”
    He kissed the back of her hand. “I would love to see you take the home over.”
    “I don’t want to do that. I am starting over; I just need a base to do it from.” She smiled.
    His sleepy eyes twinkled. “Then, use the house as your base and find your new direction. I will help you where I can, but you are a strong woman and you need to beat your own path.”
    She leaned toward him and kissed him softly. “Yes; yes, I do.”
     

Chapter Seven
     
     
    Yes, Samuel definitely had room. Misty stared at the mansion with wide eyes and felt like the country mouse in the face of the elegant home with the woman coming down the steps.
    Samuel quickly put his arm around Misty’s waist. “Leda, this is my—uh—fiancé, Misty.”
    Leda, the elegant blonde, stopped short. “Fiancé? You have been gone for seven months without a word, and then, today, you tell me to get the house ready and you have a fiancé?”
    Misty blinked in surprise.
    “Misty, this is my personal assistant, Leda McIntyre.”
    Misty nodded to the woman who was recovering from her shock. There was a distinct scent in the air, and if Leda wasn’t at least half fey, Misty would eat her shoes.
    Leda extended her hand, “Pleased to meet you.”
    Misty smiled brightly. “Thank you. It is nice to meet you as well.”
    “Come inside, please. The sheets are changed, the bedroom has been aired out and everything has been dusted with water and power back on.” Leda led the way into the house.
    Samuel ushered Misty into the house, and she looked around. It was perfect. The main floor was open concept with couches, a desk and several occasional tables. The dining area was right next to the kitchen and the open spaces made it easy to imagine cooking and carrying on a conversation.
    When Leda headed up the stairs, Misty whispered, “Does she know what you are?”
    He shook his head.
    Misty bit her lip. She had a problem. Leda was definitely fey of some extraction, and she didn’t remark on Samuel’s sudden departure for more than a casual comment. That was rather suspect in Misty’s mind. She was still looking for the link to the collector and it might just be Leda.
    Leda opened doors down the hall and began to chatter at Samuel. “Now that you are back, you have stockholder meetings in two days. I have been voting your shares using the proxy you had written up, but since you are back, you can do it yourself.”
    “Where are my computers, Leda?”
    “When you took off, I had them put into secure storage. I will retrieve them when I leave tonight.”
    “Can you go and get them now?”
    Leda scowled, but she read something in his face. “Fine. I will be back in an hour. Did you want dinner? Your larder is basic.”
    Samuel nodded. “Chinese, please.”
    Leda grumbled, “You know how I hate that smell.”
    He shrugged and kept his arm around Misty. “It is my favourite.”
    Misty piped up, “Mine too.”
    Leda’s face darkened for a moment, and then, she put her professional face on again. “Fine. I will be back in an hour and half.”
    The moment that she left the house, Misty could breathe again. She swatted Samuel. “You couldn’t have warned me that you have a half-elf working for you?”
    He blinked. “Is she?”
    “Yes, and she has a huge crush on you. She was more upset by me showing up than by your disappearance. Do you take off often?”
    He scowled. “No. I don’t. You are right. She should have mentioned reporting it to the police or something.”
    Misty nodded. “Yes, she should. Do you mind if I make a call?”
    “Please. My home is your