Iniquity (The Premonition Series Book 5)

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Authors: Amy A. Bartol
Evie. Right now, you either have to have an army to protect you or be hidden better than a key beneath the doormat.”
    “Who am I hiding from?” I need to know if Dominion is my enemy now.
    His eyebrow lifts over his blue eye. “From whom are you not hiding?”
    I sigh heavily in response to his anger. “I’m not hiding from you, but I’m also not your problem anymore—”
    “You’ve never been a problem; you’re a pain in the ass, but you’re not a problem. Problems get eliminated. That’s never going to happen to you. I’m here.”
    “For how long?” I ask. My heart squeezes tight. I have to blink my eyes to clear them. I hadn’t expected that reaction.
    “For as long as you are.”
    “You don’t belong here anymore unless you’re interested in the army I plan to lead. If not, we’ve nothing to discuss.”
    “You’re not ready to lead an army, Evie.” Xavier looks up at the roof of the car in exasperation. “You still can’t distinguish the difference between good and evil.” He turns his head and glares at me, making me press deeper into my seat.
    “Your definition of evil is not the same as mine. Maybe there’s a reason for that.”
    Xavier exhales in frustration. “We don’t have time for this. Will you come with me now or not?”
    I look up like I’m thinking. “Um...hmmm. Not.”
    “You have something that I want,” Xavier growls.
    My eyes widen. “What?”
    “I’ve searched Jim’s house for it—“
    “You’ve been to my house?” I ask, hardly able to breathe.
    “Technically, it’s my house now. I bought it—searched it, but most of your things are gone. I tore apart Brennus’ estate—it wasn’t in your dorm room either.” He glances at me with little emotion on his face as he assesses my reaction.
    “You own my house?” I say in shock, trying to understand what possessed him to do that.
    “It was supposed to be our house,” he mutters. “I bought it back for you, but you don’t care about the past.”
    My heart aches as I try not to think about my old house or what it was like to be there with him. “And you broke into my old dorm room?”
    “I wasn’t just a shadow on the wall this time,” he says bitterly. I cringe.
    “What are you looking for?”
    “You remember when I gave you my ring? I put it on a chain and gave it to you as a necklace...did you lose it?”
    My face floods with color. “I tried to give it back, remember, when you broke up with me ?”
    Xavier looks away. “I wanted you to keep it, but circumstances have changed and now I need it back.”
    My eyebrow arches. “You need it?”
    “Did you lose it?”
    I shake my head. “No.”
    “The ring that looks like a sword? You still have it?” he asks with some relief.
    I duck my head. “Sort of. Why do you need it? I mean, it’s beautiful, don’t get me wrong, but you can buy anything you want.”
    His eyes soften for just a moment. “It means something to me, Evie, or I wouldn’t have given it to you.” His hand inches nearer to mine on the console between us. It stops a breath away. I feel his body heat reaching out to me and I move my hand to my lap.
    Suddenly the car lacks oxygen. “I know where it is,” I say, not meeting his eyes.
    “Where?”
    “I’ll tell you if you answer a few questions for me.”
    “Tell me where it is!”
    “What will it take for Tau to join us?”
    He shakes his head. “It won’t happen. He leads.”
    “There’s a tipping point in every situation. What’s Tau’s?”
    “Be grateful that I could convince him to let me come here alone. How long do you expect him to let this go on?”
    I laugh without humor. “He doesn’t really have a choice, does he?”
    Xavier gives me a sidelong look. “He’s trying to find a way to gain your compliance without crushing you, but crushing you is still an option.”
    “He’s welcome to try,” I respond, sounding like Brennus.
    “When he does, your friends go away,” he threatens. “Anya is a

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