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can’t do this,” he hissed.
    Titus raised a brow, and for the first time, Lucius wanted to smash in his leader’s smug face.
    He glared at Hannah and Titus for a moment before scooting his chair back and storming out of the office. The only satisfaction was when the little secretary, Jenna, jumped about a mile as the door slammed shut.
     
    * * *
     
    Hannah angrily sorted through her pile of things in her work space. She didn’t decide all this. It wasn’t like she was going to complain about a job, but it also wasn’t like she had been pushing for this. Actually, she had been wondering when Titus was going to call her into his office to drop the boom. It wasn’t like a person got to just keep a job because they were sweet to people.
    Besides, it might be a pain for Lucius, but did he really have to storm off like a baby? Titus had to take her back, and she was sure he wasn’t getting enough sleep. She wondered if she should have offered to come sit with him some afternoon and force him to take a nap. He always seemed more at ease when Kate was around another woman. Secretly, she thought that most of the men wouldn’t be able to handle things when Kate went into labor, not that she would anytime soon given she was just barely showing, but, like most expectant fathers, he was nervous.
    She paused as she wound up the ribbon in her hand. Titus had every right to be nervous. They all did. From what she had heard, the Horatius Group was a dangerous organization, and the leader of their hybrids, Romulus, was even worse. It had been made clear that they could not trust him at all, but at least they were safe from him in the daytime.
    Hannah glanced up at the clock on the wall. It was nearly six. Maybe Apollo wasn’t going to show.
    Something clicked out in the hall and echoed. She waited for the knock that usually followed.
    Silence.
    Thoughts of Romulus set her on edge. Hannah stood and grabbed a pair of scissors from the table. It was better than nothing.
    She crept to the door and listened. She thought she could hear shuffling, but the sound was so faint, she wasn’t sure if it was just wind.
    She stood and stared at the door for a moment. Bravery wasn’t one of her strongest points. Steeling her nerves, she took in a deep breath and reached for the handle.
    The door swung open with ease into the empty banquet hall.
    “Hello?” she called. Her voice shook slightly.
    Nothing.
    Peering into the shadowed room, she found it just the same as it had been every other night. She slowly closed the door and stepped back.
    Relief didn’t come. If anything she felt less at ease than she did before. A thump sounded nearby. She jumped, her heart racing. She readied herself and pulled the scissors back. She figured her best shot would be to throw them with the hope they hit, and she could escape.
    The door opened, and she tossed them as hard as she could and dashed forward.
    “What the—”
    Lucius dodged down and to the side, narrowly avoiding the dangerous projectile. Avoiding the screaming Hannah was more of a challenge. In her attempt to run away, she tripped on her high heels, launching her right at Lucius.
    Hannah fell head first into Lucius. The loud crunch that followed made her stomach turn as well as the throbbing of her forehead.
    “Fuck!” Lucius yelled.
    Despite the intense pain he seemed to be in, she was surprised to find he was still very gentle when setting her back upright.
    She stared at him. Her knees started to tremble at all the blood. He held his hand to his nose to stop it from gushing blood all over the place. There was no way she hadn’t broken it.
    “I am so sorry,” she said and grabbed a sweater lying next her. Trying not to look at all the blood, Hannah handed him the sweater.
    Lucius took it and held it to his now swelling nose.
    “What the fuck was that about?” He glowered at her.
    Her face flamed with shame. “I heard a noise, and there was nothing there. Then you came, and I didn’t