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be a man, but now that he realized she was a woman, he couldn’t stop thinking about his wife. Of course Mack’s appearance was dissimilar to Kella’s in every way. One blonde, the other inky haired, one fair skinned, and Kella deeply tanned. They possessed roughly the same build, but it’d been almost a decade since Kella took off. Her figure could have changed drastically over the years.
    The use of a V-chip couldn’t be discredited. They were hard to come by, but not impossible, and he bet a relic hunter would have an easier time locating one. While they were illegal, he couldn’t discredit the potential Kella would use one if she were alive. Of course if he pretended Mack was Kella that would mean his wife ran from him illegally too. That thought gave him pause because he couldn’t think of one reason why she would’ve willingly fled the safe environment he offered. Running was a desperate move, and a stupid action for a fourteen-year-old to face the harsh world alone. Kella had never been stupid, but rather highly intelligent, even if she’d executed rash, emotional decisions many times.
    What if he’d discovered his woman after all these years on a questionable witch-hunt?
    He ground his molars together, while reminding himself there was valid evidence Kella had died in the badlands, a mere thirty miles from his Quadrant. The similarities of their names were nothing more than mere coincidence. Mark Evans said Mack Ellason possessed information about Kella. Not that she was Kella. He’d also said she was a man.
    “She’s an interesting civilian.” James stepped up beside him, but Stone kept his focus targeted on his surroundings as they walked away from the woman who might know something about his long-lost woman.
    A knot curled in the pit of his stomach. He should ask James to acquire an R-scanner. That bit of technology would eradicate all his doubt.
    “Why didn’t you ask her about Kella?”
    “Mark Evans said she’d probably run if she knew we were coming. Figured if I pointblank asked about Kella that’d sending her running too.”
    “We don’t need her in a tailspin and covering her tracks. Or running before we find the information we came for.”
    “I tagged her with a tracking device.” They took a left at the intersection, and Stone glanced at his closest friend, bodyguard, and confidant.
    A slight curl to one corner of James’s mouth. “Thought you did when you grabbed her.”
    Most cities disallowed vehicles without a permit. Being a Regent, he could’ve brought his vehicle within the city walls, but he preferred to keep a low profile as long as possible. But his men stood out and grabbed attention from the pedestrians milling about.
    “We’ll meet you back at the hotel after a while,” Stone instructed his soldiers. James was deadlier than the six of them put together.
    As Regent he’d been taught hand-to-hand combat, and he sparred against James a couple of times a week. He liked to think he could hold his own. If trouble presented, he could teleport to safety anyway.
    “Find a place where we can talk?” James rested his palm on the blade secured to his hip.
    “Yeah.” Stone retrieved a band out of his pocket, and restrained his hair at his nape with it. The minor adjust to his appearance would make him less noticeable since women in particular seemed to like his longer locks. Thanks to those fucking scandal sheets, he couldn’t avoid the press. He’d launched a team to hunt them down and disband their production only to have his team return empty handed. It seemed the tabloid moved locations frequently.
    “You should cut that shit,” his friend said at least once a week and had reminded him twice this week.
    “The ladies like it.” Not that he gave a fuck what the ladies liked. He’d tried to cut it, he wanted to, had even gotten in the seat to have it hacked off, but had backed out at the last moment. All it took was remembering that one moment by the river behind