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bothered him that he was clueless about such an essential part of her. And even though he teased Phil, he had to admit to an unfortunate amount of envy. He’d jump at the chance to use the same shampoo as Elsa.
    He shook his head. What an impossible dream. He pushed away all thoughts of Elsa and called Dougal on his satellite phone.
    A few seconds later, Dougal materialized beside him, dressed entirely in black with pants, turtleneck sweater, and trench coat. His claymore was strapped on his back in a black leather scabbard.
    “Whoa, dude.” Jimmy clambered out of the SUV, followed by his brother. “What happened to your skirt?”
    “Yeah, you went like all Matrix on us,” Jesse added.
    Dougal waved his mechanical hand in front of his face, grimacing at the strong scent of their wolf-skin coats. “This is a covert operation,” he whispered. “We should keep the talking to a minimum.”
    “Really?” Jesse peered around the vampire. “Hey. Did you bring your humongous sword?”
    Jimmy nodded. “That sword is freakin’ awesome.”
    Jesse grinned. “I know, right?”
    Howard arched a brow at them. “What part of minimum talking did you not get?”
    “Huh?” Jesse gave them a blank look.
    “Bro.” Jimmy nudged him. “They’re telling us to shut up.”
    “Oh. Right. Covert.” Jesse nodded, then whispered with a grin, “This is so cool!”
    “Give us three minutes, then meet us at the gatehouse,” Howard said quietly. “Got it?”
    “Aye, Captain.” Jesse studied his wristwatch. “Three minutes on my mark. Five, four, three—”
    “Why are you counting?” Jimmy whispered.
    “That’s what they do in the movies,” Jesse replied. “Shoot, now I have to start over.”
    Phil groaned. “You’re leaving me alone with these two?”
    Howard grinned, then motioned for Dougal to follow him. “Let’s go.” They moved quickly through the woods, staying close to the road, till the gatehouse came into view.
    “I’ll draw the guard out,” Howard whispered. “You know what to do?”
    “Aye.” Dougal slipped a black leather glove onto his left hand.
    Howard eased into the road, and a few seconds later, the guard stepped out. A big mortal in a khaki uniform.
    “Hold it right there.” The guard rested a hand on his sidearm.
    Dougal teleported behind him, and his eyes glowed as he turned his Vamp power on high. The guard’s face went blank, his eyelids closed, and then he slumped onto the road. Dougal picked him up and carried him into the gatehouse, while Howard jogged toward them.
    Inside, Howard studied the two monitors. There appeared to be only two security cameras, one showing the front of the house, and the other, the back. Rhett probably wasn’t too concerned about security. His family had amassed a lot of power over the past fifty years, and they were known to be ruthless. Who was going to mess with Rhett when he had five hundred minions at his beck and call?
    The monitor displaying the huge backyard showed Rhett and some companions in the process of stripping and shifting. In the front, two guards stood by double doors of leaded glass.
    Dougal settled the guard in a chair. “He’ll have no memory of this, and he’ll sleep for about ten minutes. Is that long enough?”
    “Yes.” Howard snapped on some latex gloves and eyed Dougal’s mechanical hand. “No fingerprints?”
    “Nay.” Dougal gave his right hand a wry look. “No feeling, either, but it’s better than wearing a bloody hook like a pirate.”
    Howard smiled and went to work. He recorded thirty seconds of the guards standing by the front door, then programmed the recording to loop for the next ten minutes. That way, if anyone checked the surveillance tape, they’d never see him and his team invading the house. Meanwhile, all the werewolves in the backyard completed their shifting and slipped into the woods.
    When he and Dougal left the gatehouse, Phil and the boys slipped out of the woods and joined them.
    “Let’s go.”