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the lower floor. Angel thought the nighttime visitor sounded like Blade. Slipping into her robe, she padded to the bedroom door, curious about who had come to call and why. In any case, she wouldn’t leave the room. Savaant had told her to stay here and she certainly didn’t want to offend him on their first night together in his house.
    At the door she made out bits and pieces of the conversation taking place below. It is Blade! What does he want? She strained to hear.
    “Why are you here? It’s late and you know Angel had a tiring day.”
    “Sage has a horrible migraine and we’re all out of her medicine. I can’t find my key to the pharmacy. Can you lend me yours?”
    “Yeah, but if you don’t find your key let me know. We’ll have to change the locks.”
    “Aye, sorry about this, mate. I’m sure it’ll turn up. I didn’t want to prolong her suffering while I search.”
    Angel pressed her ear to the door, waiting to hear Savaant coming back up the steps. Out of nowhere hands grabbed her from behind and clamped down over her mouth, then quickly bound her wrists and ankles. She tried to scream, but they had a secure hold that kept her from calling out. Someone tied a blindfold around her eyes. Then a strange odor filled her nose. Panic welled up inside. Savaant is wearing my clothes! He won’t hear my silent cries!
    She felt a soft cloth cover her face—then nothing.

Chapter Five
    Savaant slanted a curious look toward Blade upon hearing scuffling upstairs. Immediately he sensed trouble and made a mad dash for the second floor. Bursting through the bedroom door, he felt his heart sink when he saw that Angel was gone.
    Blade ran into the room behind him.” What the hell is wrong with you?”
    He whipped around, grabbing Blade by the throat. “Where is she? What have you done?”
    “Hey!” Blade threw his hands up in a gesture of innocence. “I was with you . How would I know? We best launch a search party. Not safe for a woman of her caliber to be out at night.”
    “You know bloody well she didn’t just wander off.” He didn’t take time to change his clothes. He had no idea of who Blade had enlisted to carry out his dirty work and he wasn’t about to leave her charmed clothes unguarded .
    “Why are you wearing those rags again? I thought you gave them to Angel.”
    “Since when did you become interested in my wardrobe?” He pushed past him, nearly knocking him down on his way out the door. “If I can prove you had anything to do with this you’ll be a sorry man.”
    Blade trotted along behind him as they headed outside. “As soon as I give Sage her medicine, I’ll be out to help you look for Angel. You might not believe me, but I don’t want anything to happen to her either.”
    “Oh, I believe you all right.” Savaant stopped, placing one hand over his brow to scan the coastline. “Stay away from her…stay the fuck away.”
    He didn’t look back as he started jogging along the moonlit beach. Angel’s words haunted his thoughts of how Blade wanted him out of the way. He had no reason to question her insight. The fact that she’d asked about an old grudge proved that her telepathy, though murky as she modestly put it, was more accurate than she’d realized. She had only been on Dunalino for a little over twenty-four hours, yet had already pegged Ciara and Blade fairly well.
    Blade’s desire to steal his power came as no surprise. He’d always commanded the spotlight. But that he wanted Savaant out of the picture altogether felt like betrayal. He wondered how to deal with his band mate’s unresolved anger.
    He couldn’t even begin to sort through Ciara’s drama. He assumed she had been happy with Reece and that her extracurricular activity whoring about on the island kept her satisfied. He’d never given her behavior much thought until tonight.
    He struggled to clear his mind in order to locate Angel. Anger, worry, sadness—these emotions would block his telepathy. Without the