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their crimes!
    More than ready for a few hours alone, Lor kept his opinions to himself. “I’ll check out the dwelling, then meet you back at headquarters.”
    Allenton nodded and they quickly found a secluded spot where they could teleport to their separate destinations.
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    Tori tucked the envelope full of money into her purse as she prepared to leave the casino lounge. Humiliated beyond words, Ryan had slinked away with his tail tucked between his legs. Tori doubted she’d ever hear from him again. Hallelujah!
    “Do you think he’s famous?” Jillian pushed back her chair and stood, a dreamy smile still curving her lips. She obviously meant the stranger, not Ryan. “He did that trick without any sort of setup. It was so freaking cool.”
    “Maybe he’s big in Europe or something.” Tori shrugged with an indifference she didn’t feel. “I definitely haven’t heard of him. Lord knows I would have remembered a face like his. Did you see his eyes?” She’d never seen eyes so bright or such a true blending of green and blue.
    “I was too busy ogling his body.” Jillian fanned her face. “Forget the candles. That sexy smile set off sparks all over my body.”
    “Too bad he didn’t leave his card or at least tell us his name.”
    “They were asking about Angie.” Apparently, Jeff had overheard the comments and resented their enthusiasm. He joined them beside the table, his features reflecting his disapproval. “The dark one had a hand-drawn picture of a young woman with light red hair. It could have been anyone, but Lynn told them it was Angie.”
    Tori’s confusion spiked into anger. “Even if it was obviously Angie, why would Lynn volunteer Angie’s name?”
    “Because Lynn’s a gossipy little bitch and they were gorgeous,” Jillian suggested.
    “I told them it couldn’t have been Angie, that she’s been out of town for the last few days.” Jeff sounded as irritated as Tori felt.
    “Did they seem convinced?” Tori asked hopefully.
    Jeff shrugged. “No clue.”
    “Why were they looking for whoever is in the drawing? Did they tell you what she’d done?”
    “Nope. They asked me if I recognized her. When I told them it could be several people, they told me what Lynn had said. I disagreed and that was the end of the conversation. They turned away and started talking in some foreign language.”
    “Any guess which one?” Tori asked.
    “It was nothing I’d ever heard before, very musical, sounded almost Asian.”
    “They didn’t look Asian to me,” Jill said.
    “You don’t have to be born in China to speak Mandarin,” Tori pointed out. “I thought they looked foreign when I saw them in the casino. Sounds like I was right.”
    “I doubt it’s anything to worry about. Just thought I should mention it.” He walked back toward the bar before Tori could respond.
    Tori tried to convince herself Jeff was right, but her instincts wouldn’t disengage. She dropped Jillian off at her apartment building without revealing the true level of her upset. If foreign investigators were looking for Angie, she had to be messed up in something serious. It also meant Tori had to find her sister before they did.
    Tori lived in a small apartment complex in the older part of town. Beyond the glamor of the Strip, Las Vegas was like most cities with pockets of poverty and more than its share of crime. Angie still lived in the apartment they’d shared when they first came to Las Vegas. They’d originally chosen the apartment because—it was all they could afford—and it had a security gate that kept uninvited visitors from prowling the inner courtyard. Unfortunately the complex had been sold three years ago and maintenance was no longer a priority. The complex had deteriorated fast. Tori knew the gate code, but a firm shove disengaged the lock. It was so frustrating.
    After locking her purse in the trunk of her car, she took the stairs to the second floor and hustled toward Angie’s apartment.