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he had the Guild for a client, but he appeared to have a working relationship with a police detective. That would seem to indicate that he was not a serial killer. Still, she wasn’t quite ready to break all the rules. Safety first.
    She rezzed what she hoped was a polished, confident smile. “Why don’t we meet at the restaurant? I’ll take a cab.”
    Amusement gleamed in his eyes. “The careful type, huh?”
    â€œWe in the marriage consulting business tend to err on the side of caution when it comes to this sort of thing. First dates are tricky. If both parties take responsibility for getting themselves to and from the appointed venue, there’s less pressure.”
    â€œThat sounds like it came out of some kind of dating manual.”
    â€œIt did. The title is Ten Steps to a Covenant Marriage: Secrets of a Professional Matchmaker .”
    â€œSince we’re talking about a date, not a Covenant Marriage, we can forget the rule book,” Davis said. “All right, how about Verdigris in the Old Quarter? I’ll wait for you in the lounge.”
    â€œThat sounds lovely.”
    He held out his hand. “If you don’t mind, I’ll take the relic now. The sooner I get it back to my client, the better.”
    Belatedly she realized that she was still holding the artifact.
    â€œRight.” She started to hand it to him.
    Araminta suddenly went wild. She chortled shrilly in Celinda’s ear and went into full predatory mode. Her second set of eyes, the amber-colored ones she used for hunting, and a lot of teeth suddenly appeared. Her lint-ball form sleeked out, revealing a tough, sinuous little body and all six paws.
    She sprang straight down Celinda’s outstretched arm, seized the relic, and bounded to the floor. With her prize clutched in her two front paws, she raced through the open door and disappeared.
    â€œ Araminta , come back here,” Celinda called.
    She rushed out into the corridor and saw Araminta dashing around the corner. She raced after her. When she rounded the corner, she was just in time to see the dust bunny disappear through the open door of the stairwell.
    Jana Pace, the consultant who had the office next door to Celinda’s, rushed out of the stairwell, shrieking.
    â€œA rat. I just saw a rat. I’m going to call the janitor.”
    Jana fled toward her office and a phone.
    Celinda came to a halt at the top of the stairs and looked down. There was no sign of Araminta.
    She heard Davis’s footsteps behind her. He stopped and looked over her shoulder, gazing down into the empty stairwell.
    â€œHad a feeling this case was going a little too smoothly,” he said without expression.
    â€œHey, it’s not my fault Araminta ran off with the relic.”
    His eyes narrowed. “She’s your dust bunny.”
    â€œAraminta doesn’t belong to me. She’s a companion. She’s very independent, and she obviously considers that artifact her toy. I’ll bet she’s going to hide it somewhere.”
    â€œIn which case, she’ll eventually retrieve it.”
    She’d known him less than forty minutes, but she already knew enough about Davis Oakes to realize that he wasn’t about to give up easily. This was a man who, once he set an objective, kept going until he reached it. Furthermore, he was currently working for Mercer Wyatt, which meant he had the full power of the Cadence Guild behind him. What chance did one small dust bunny have?
    She needed to find a way to take the heat off Araminta.
    She dashed the back of her hand across her eyes and put a tremor in her voice. “Araminta has probably run away for good. I’m going to miss her so much. She was my little pal.”
    â€œIn my experience, once dust bunnies form a bond with a human, they are fiercely loyal,” he said, showing no signs of sympathy. “Your little pal will be back. She’ll probably be waiting for you when you