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    “There’s no need to work against each other when we could work together,” Logan said, circling around her.
    She matched him step for step. There was no way she was letting someone that fast out of her sight. She’d probably wake up in chains again.
    “We would make a good team,” he continued. “My knowledge and experience combined with your magic.”
    Alex froze, remembering to move again just in time to narrowly miss a nasty punch to the face.
    “I know you have magic,” he said. “Don’t even try to deny it. Only someone with magic could have done that to those chains.” He pointed at the frayed ends of shredded metal dangling from her wrists and ankles like demonic jewelry.
    “Maybe I used a chemical agent.”
    “No,” Logan said. “I checked you. Thoroughly.”
    The look in his eyes was provocative, the smile on his lips outright wicked. Alex nearly blushed—until she remembered that she wasn’t attracted to him. Not at all. At least not most of the time. Well, maybe only occasionally.
    Ok, fine. If sex had a face, he would be it. His aura screamed power, raw and turbocharged. Maybe he wasn’t made of magic, but there was definitely something magical about him. Especially those eyes. They burned with green fire. She wanted to throw him against the wall and just—
    “Why do you hide your magic?” he asked, his words stomping that thought right out of her.
    “There’s nothing to hide,” she replied. “Because I have no magic.”
    “You’re not human.”
    “Neither are you,” she said. “Maybe I’m a genetically-engineered super human, just like you.”
    “Cute, Alex. Nice try. But as you might imagine, I know a thing or two about genetically-engineered super humans, and you aren’t one of us.”
    “There are more of you?”
    “Yes.”
    “How many?”
    He looked at her for a moment, as though he was going to say something, but then he shook his head. “No. Not yet.”
    “Why not?”
    “You don’t trust me, so I can’t afford to trust you.”
    “Fine,” she said. “Let’s just get this fight over with.”
    “As you wish.” His hand darted forward, obviously aiming for her solar plexus.
    Oh, no you don’t! She’d had the wind knocked out of her enough times today already. The broken remnants of her ankle chains swooshed against her legs as she spun out of the way. Logan’s momentum drew him forward, past her. Now in back of him, she swung out the chains dangling from her wrists. They hooked around his arms, and she heaved back. She looped her arm around his head, holding him in a solid lock.
    “Got you,” Alex said in triumph. He wouldn’t be breaking out of that hold, no matter how strong he was.
    “So you do. Congratulations. It almost makes you forget about that major blow to the ribcage I landed on you, doesn’t it?”
    She scowled at him, only to realize that he couldn’t see her expression with his back to her. Phooey. “I beat you fair and square.”
    “Using weapons.”
    “Weapons? What weapons?” she asked.
    “Those chains.”
    “You mean the chains you used to tie me up in your basement?”
    He expelled a patient sigh. “Well, when you say it like that, of course it sounds bad.”
    “It doesn’t just sound bad. It is bad,” she told him. “A normal person doesn’t chain people up in his basement. That’s the realm of serial killers and other psychopaths.”
    “I’m a genetically-engineered assassin designed to kill supernaturals. I have super strength and speed, and I’ve trained to fight my entire life. When did I ever claim to be normal?”
    “Well…you didn’t. I suppose.”
    “And as I explained to you, I saved you from death last night. The least you could do is say thank you.”
    “Thank you,” she muttered.
    “You’re welcome. Now let me go, so we can talk like civilized people.”
    Alex loosened her hold but didn’t let go entirely.
    “Or would you rather keep fighting it out like barbarians?” he asked.
    “Fine,”