Sol: Luna Lodge #1
“Something about pheromones and Bona something. It was all very weird, and he was so insistent on talking in a private location.”
    The room went quiet as Sol and Titus exchanged glances.
    It was Sol who spoke first. “Was it Bona Dea?”
    Erica nodded. “I believe it was.”
    “Shit,” Sol said.
    “What does that mean?” Major Carter asked.
    “It was the name of the reproductive program,” Titus said.
    Sol grunted and walked over to the window.
    Erica felt her brain shutdown as it processed this new information. “Reproductive program?”
    “It’s actually the name of a fertility goddess who had a cult-like following,” Titus continued. “The Horatius Group was focused on reproduction. Nothing ever came of it, but it was the focus of many within the company.”
    She felt her stomach turn. The place they came from was so dark. It was a wonder these men were even able to normally function at all.
    “What did he want with me?” Erica asked meekly.
    Sol turned back from the window to look at her. “He likely would have drugged you and then used you to lure men.” Sol turned away. “To some, you have a very alluring pheromone.”
    Erica felt a heat stir in her chest as she continued to watch Sol. It was hard not to wonder what her pheromones did to him.
    “So what exactly are we doing here right now?” Kate spoke up.
    The men looked at one another before the major moved to the remote. He froze the feed on a shot of Mark. Kate tensed next to her, and Erica reached over to hold her hand.
    “Do either of you know this man?” he asked.
    The way he asked made Erica think that it was some sort of trick question. Like they might lie about it.
    “That’s my boyfriend,” Kate said, frowning. “Ex-boyfriend. We both know him.”
    Her tone was flat, but the tension in her fingers gave her away.
    “Do you know where he is?” Titus said.
    “No,” she said with force. “But I’ve got a few things to say to him if I do. Last time I saw him was when he left me for dead, and your friend saved both our asses.”
    Erica watched in shock as Titus continued to stare down Kate. Locked in a battle of wills, his nostrils flared in anger.
    “He left us here without a ride,” Erica said. “I think it’s safe to say we aren’t his biggest fans.”
    Her attempt to defuse the situation only seemed to mildly work. Kate and Titus broke eye contact, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
    The major played the feed. They watched silently as Mark hurried past the barrier posts and down a long hall. The feed then changed to a different channel where they watched him go through a door. A few minutes later, he came back out and tucked something into his pocket.
    Kate and Erica turned to look at one another. It was weird behavior, and neither could understand what they were seeing.
    “What was he doing?” Erica asked.
    “We were hoping you could help us with that,” Titus said. A smirk spread on his face as he leaned back.
    “Why would we know?” Kate shot back.
    The major sighed. “Did he mention anything to you?”
    Both women shook their heads.
    “Did he say why he was able to get two rooms at such an exclusive event?” Sol asked from the window.
    “Just that he did some work for people, and it was a good chance,” Erica piped up.
    The men looked between one another and then back to the women.
    “We’d like to ask you both some questions separately,” Major Carter said.
    Kate glared at them. “Why?”
    Titus came forward this time. Authority radiated off of him. “You were at the scene of a crime, your friend was seen talking to the possible culprit and your boyfriend was seen entering a barricaded section of the lodge.” He leaned in over her. “I think that’s enough.”
    Standing up straight, he gave her a dazzling smile. “Not to mention this is on our land. Our jurisdiction. Our laws.”
    “And what might those be?” Kate crossed her arms and glared at him.
    “Whatever I say it is, sweetheart.” He

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